Forbidden book, bringer of doom. Forbidden texts where darkness looms. Corrupter of man, portrait of gloom, usher them from the cradle to the tomb. Fill their hearts with false hope, dreams of power at the end of the rope. 'Tis the greed of the common folk, recite the texts as your god chokes. Hearts filled with doubt, promise of water in the crippling drought. Lake of fire, they scream and shout this is not what we were promised by the clouds. Burn the book of lies, feed the wolf in a sheep's disguise. Cut the tongues out from the old and wise, reciting the forbidden texts in the pale moonlight...
