A belief, a conjured up belief, sworn to make you pay The greatest lie, ever created, for a monetary donation Watch for, a fallout Then see, what you
Skell's of society, perceived through filtered eyes Judged on biased reality, a malevolent despise Mechanic, action, programmed simple minds Veiled in
A great storm approaches, and with it death encroaches In our final hours we are deceived So with this partial core, dictation will be no more And shake
With the tyrants rise, so begins the rapture On winds of disguise, I will return Congregate the masses, religions join then pass Hell spawn at my command
