A figure for the closing of time, the antagonist divineVoid of vacant word, one final answer to be heardI will carry my decree into a storm of leadThis is total war, my want for tolerance is dead To my last breathI am someone to hateI will spit upon the idol for which you standI will carry the weightI will bury your deception with a wrathful hand Heart is cold, and my weapons are washed in bloodI avow to the call on highMy resolve in the blessed above, in this ever-consuming divide A figure for the closing of time, the antithesis definedThreat to faith untrue, I am the enemy of newAll you advocates of Hell, you corruptors of free willThe culling is nigh, better get your fill I am the cry for the falling of time Born into the lust within our eyesTaught to write the scriptures for our livesWe inherit the lies To my last breath, to my final day
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