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Made in his image

A cult arrose

Freedom diminished

Imaginary being that lives through us

No one can hear you now

And he's gonna drag you down

The only way to win his vow

Just give up your soul!

His form emerged

A creature from below

A small conglomorate of flesh

He stood up and spoke to me

No one can hear you now

And I'm gonna drag you down

There is no way to live this out

Just surrender your life to me

Go ahead and try to fight

You will soon succumb to fright

I wont offer you the light

You're coming to hell with me