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They walk the earth among the mortals

The lords of all creation, their healing hands promise redemption for our transgressions

Shunned, the outcasts who disbelieve

From their secret palaces, ethereal and serene

Painted with the blood of Christ, built on the backs of the deceived

Bought with the sins of humanity

The troops mass at the golden gates

At war with an antichrist to reach a fabled afterlife

Seperatists with weaponized faith on the path to dominate

Hate-filled are their diatribes to stir the rage they feel inside

Onward Christian soldiers, march the darkened path to righteousness

Sociopaths with unchecked ambition on a crusade to indoctrinate

With twisted words devoid of meaning, with one truth to sustain a myriad lies

Cathedral bells ring to welcome the conquering kings

Blurring the line between artifice and reality

They walk the earth alone

The lords of nothing

Their withered hands promise deception and damnation