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Rage ignites against the teller

of this tale

who never waivers.

As we sleep, they arise.

I have seen

the end of the road

they have built.

Leading us straight to hell.

Upon wings of desolation.

A burdened plague that saturates

this life.

Terminate their existence and look forward to a place

of purity and wholeness.

Once their empire has fallen.

I have seen the paradise

that we all seek,

beyond the throne of or masters.

Stand with me now

as we advance.

Make them pay...

the penance that is due.

They crossed this line

for the first and final time,

and now their lives are forfeit,

In my paradise.

Can you feel the weight on us now?

We have suffered long enough.

Can you feel the weight on you now?