The False Prophet

Behold

The beast arises from the depths of hell

Sent forth to harvest the Christians

And lead them to a kingdom of evil away from their god

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Before you stands a man

But beneath the flesh, stands a worthless creation

Mortal slaves forced to serve, they pray to god

Hoping he will forgive their sins and save them from damnation

The art of deception serves the prophet well

Gathering gods, servants like lambs to the slaughter

Turning them against their lord

They will march against their creator

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Fuck your god!

I stand before you calling out your god

I am the Prophet, speaking in serpents Tongue

Before you stands a figure

But beneath it's shell stands a false prophet disguised by shadows

A servant to the dark lord

Brought upon this earth to destroy humanity

Driven by hate and vengeance

Betraying their messiah, they follow Satan's chariot to Babylon

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The time has come for the armies of god to defend the holy one

Satan's army is on the other horizon, waiting for the horn

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Unholy crusade against their creator

Leaving god no choice but to eradicate his own