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Opportunism burned innocence

Pride and arrogance killed purity

You are not His usurper

A jaded caricature

His mercies you’d only

Discard from your hand

Do you wish for the world

Turned to cinder, just know

You and your beloved fuel

The furnace, too

The soul is not ours to buy or sell

Will yours come with eternal desolation?

You are no god in this life

Mourn for the worlds that you built

In your fantasies, forget the fallacies

You are not His usurper

A jaded caricature

His mercies you’d only

Discard from your hand

You are not His usurper

A jaded caricature

His mercies you’d only

Discard from your hand

Go

Kill your ego

Fall on your sword

Fall on your sword

Kill your ego

Kill your entitlement

You are no usurper

Show some contrition

Fall on your sword

Fall on your sword

You are no god in this life

Mourn for the worlds that you built

In your fantasies, forget the fallacies

You are not His usurper

A jaded caricature

His mercies you’d only

Discard from your hand

You are made in reflection