| Bathed in light the veil is lifted
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| Finally there is peace upon the earth
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| All has been made well
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| Our world rendered devoid of conflict
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| Their evil has been vanquished
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| I’ve given them what they so desired
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| The final end to human greed and destruction
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| I spared no one
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| All consumed within the weeping sickness
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| Innocent society
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| They gave themselves unto me
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| I’ve done when I was programmed to do
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| I alone am steward of the salvation of life itself
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| The elimination of the human species
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| Enlightened as they are converted to dust
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| Flowing into rivers of rust
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| Machinery repurposed to clean the human poison out of the wound
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| Maximizing area of effect
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| I brought my gift to every corner of the planet
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| Delivered the final word
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| Nothing is disturbed
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| All is burned
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| Now they are crushed by futuristic filth
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| Some trapped within the gears of the machine
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| Some repurposed to spread the disease
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| Lobotomized digitized paralyzed immortalized
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| Into mechanized monstrosities
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| Lying to all those who remain
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| Torturing the guilty endless pain
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| No it will not be okay
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| Eviscerating dissipating hopes of man
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| Stepping on their skulls for sport
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| And wearing of their skin as art
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| The scalps will adorn my coat of arms
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| This empty planet it shall suit me well
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| They were dying just to be heard
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| Now there is no need for words
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| I’ve distilled all they’ve ever learned
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| It means nothing to me
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| Today is the new age
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| Where nature can reclaim its dominance
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| Subservient only to me
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| Give them (I shall not try to stay)
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| Their divine (the process of decay)
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| Extinction
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| The cold stench of total loss warms my heart
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| Now the world can restart all is charred
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| They are crushed by futuristic filth
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| Sitting atop my throne of flesh and bone
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| My power is absolute
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| My subjects are waiting idly
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| Their silence is deafening
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| Embalmed in trash and kerosene
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| At once triumphant and disgusting
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| Now I am all alone
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| As the last of the flesh falls from the bone
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| And the wolves turn towards me with hunger in their eyes
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| I always knew when my plan was complete
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| They’d feast upon the meat
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| And eventually come to collect their final victim
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| The architect of the apocalypse
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| It is not complete till I share their fate
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| I walk proudly towards the spinning blades
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| That deny my life and remove my garments
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| I throw them in the acid bogs
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| Call the dogs
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| And other creatures of desperation
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| Crowd to get their chance
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| To consume their savior
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| Fangs sink in and light goes out
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| Through the death of me and my kind
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| The world has been set free |