| Planted are the seeds that will carry out the deeds
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| For the deity’s plot bestows knowledge to the slaves
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| And a path to be paved for his majesty to burn like coal
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| There is no escaping this horror
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| Drunken with a rage of his infidelity
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| A deity of black is set
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| The darkness has spawned, this cannot be undone
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| This blackened, wretched heart
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| Seeks nothing more than to devour
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| The pestilence of man resides in its final hour
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| Setting out to destroy the king
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| Forging creations with apostasy
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| The cloak of his vile malicious intent relies
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| On abundant gifts of wealth, prosperity and lies
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| Willingly deceived by the luxury received
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| And the taste of fleshly impure acts with filthy fallacies
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| There is no innocence to behold
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| Blinded by debauchery thoughtlessly extolled
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| Consumed by the fruits of wickedness
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| And deliverance of the soul
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| Entwined with a plot of treachery
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| A betrayal unforetold
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| Blasphemy, through the eyes of the one true architect
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| And the shepherd let them wander into exile
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| Penance and regret
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| The blackened, wretched one
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| Seeks nothing more than to devour
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| The pestilence of man resides in its final hour
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| A web of lies will be the gate for all the tragedy
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| To resonate inside the hearts of man and build an infantry
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| To rectify and over throw the king
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| (Lead: M. Low)
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| (Lead: M. Pugh)
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| Slaves to his plot and cravings will be
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| The foundation for his masterpiece
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| A gateway to time and space is his desire
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| To breach Heaven’s gates with unholy fire
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| (Lead: R. Santolla)
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| Sinister acts severed them from their salvation
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| And the paradise from which they came
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| For their inept existence has cursed them all as his slaves
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| Mere pawns of the agenda allow the nemesis to convey
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| Whispers in the ears of man, pure lies to seal their fate
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| This blackened, wretched heart
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| Seeks nothing more than to devour
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| The pestilence of man resides in its final hour |