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Hear all you liars

Your end is near

Death's hands will reach you

Your eyes fill with fear

Rivers will flow with blood from thy veins

Decievers corpse will hang from the trees

(you all shall die!)

Ones who have followed will now turn away

Bringing you torment and bringing you death

Pay for your deeds!

Pay for your lies!

Enlightened people

Saw filth in your words

I have forseen it

Days of deceiving

Gone like your glory

I have foretold it

Now trapped like rats

Your beg for mercy

I have revieled it

I have opened

Eyes of masses

Unholy prophet

Pay for your deeds

Die in torment

Pay for your lies

Hang on the trees

Filthy liars

Beg for mercy

You all will burn

Words became flesh