I will re-write history.
They say the pen is mightier than the sword
And with a pen I'll restructure the formation of religion
To re-wire their minds to a subservient system.
With the scriptures revised to hypnotize
I will unite the forsaken
After civilization falls to its knees and begs for my mercy.
I extend my bloody hands and I feed them promises of hope and change.
With a fake smile I lie to their faces.
This marks the new age of despair and desperation.
I will make them worship me as the God I am.
This world is mine for the taking.
Within desperation the shattered pieces unite under me
Their new God and master.
My locusts feed from the inside out
I now go by ‘Thy Devourer'.
Within my chaos lies their obedience.
Chaos turns to order.
A conquered world awaits their conquered God.
He is losing their prayers as their children slowly die away.
Mutilated; perforated.
The decimation of creation is the only way to destroy their creator
I will destroy their creator.