The awakening of the ancient dream Splice shadows cursing my dreams Leaving behind the remains of the divine I burn church From inside the flock Almighty God preys on humanity I am God partakes of blood In the grip of a bitter loss Divine creation of which should not be God Who Was not There Obsessed with rage Media chaos and its consequences Will cast the dust of man's paradise Rebelling like damned flying angels Stains on their souls forever apocalyptic world breaks the world How sad to be mortal Bitterness, once buried, resurrected Where the dead are waiting for Absolute punishment for those Who touches the purifying fire Surging to heaven, sky incinerating It is a pity that God is behind all of this is not me
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