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Centuries chokehold

This weathered path inches closer to the cliffside

After millennia

Subtle brush strokes stack to warp this massive painting

Structures rise en nombre de padre

Built on a razor back of impending doom

With wards of fear

Strengthened by hollow promises

Af divine reward

Standing over God I bring my hammer down

Indoctrination to a tribal mentality

Your enemy a constant blight of your reality

Do you honestly think your views are the same of your party

Always willing to overlooking the contradictions

False ideals held up in the light I bring my hammer down

You set yourself high upon your throne of morality

And place atop thy head a crown of scrutiny

Enjoy the power in all its ephemerality

A reign of kings comes crashing to an end

A thousand years of bliss means your constant torment

I pray to a dead god for this world to expire

Ceasing every single persons breathe and setting it all on fire

I dont mind if i go if that is whats required

A deep craving in my flesh as throw myself on the pyre