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I know where my heart lies

Not in this false prophet

Bringer of deceit

Bent, crooked, vitiator

First shall be white as light

Bearing a bow to conquer all nations

Not with actions but with words

All will bow before him

They shall rejoice in his victories

Unthinking they will fall

Unthinking they fall

The red dawn comes

With the sword he shall bear wrath upon the innocent

Still the people adore the false one

The one whose mouth is an open grave

With the scales he shall measure

Bringing famine and plague

Bow to the unrighteous and you may feast

Be true my dear brother the hour draws near

Everything, everything goes

Black

(Unthinking they will fall)

The face has grown pale

(The red dawn comes)

Death encompasses all

(Bear true dear brothers)

With the scythe he shall reap

(The hour draws near)

Reap the souls of those who refuse

Refuse to see the real salvation