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.