Emanating

Embody me, my majesty.
Strengthen these delicate veins.
For morbidity, for the holy.
For the innocents that were slain.
Angelic royals, angelic rebels.
Emanate from these hands.
Separate the herd.
Break the lockstep.
Cleanse the ultimate sin.

Liberate the flesh-eaters.
Unchain them one by one.
Infect them with virtuous wisdom.
Burn their oppressive slave ships when you're done.
Empires built from ashes.
Of darkness and of light.
The beauty they inspire.
Eerily equal in hindsight.

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Veil

You're wide awake at dawn.

In fear of that glimmering, icy blade.

You'll always be wrong.

You're merely a pawn.

In this confusing yet riveting game.

Defending yourself from the truth.

To the same person, you always lie.

Bloody heads hanging loose.

You grapple the noose.

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Flames of Injustice

Above tyrannical skies.
Visions forsaken men can see.
Vehemently staring up high.
At divinity setting him free.

No perseverence in turmoil.
He has seen no light in his wake.
Grasping at the burning soil.
Fearing eternity's plague.

Angels do mock him above.
Oh, the same mocked him as a child.
Writhing with those that he loved.
Oh, the flames of injustice, so vile!

His tormenters now frolic in Heaven.
While himself and his brethren face Hell.
As the halls of oppression stand rotten.
Injustice tolls it's putrid bell.

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Selfless

I breathe...

I breathe...

I breathe...

I breathe...

So heavily...

My body temperature is dropping.

I feel the illness spreading.

Attached to all of these machines...

Still I wonder...are you alright?

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Emotional Subjection

There is no tyrant quite like feeling.
A bondage that cannot be released.
All we do will forever succumb to it.
Your suffering means that you're human.

Your mind is a warfield.
And your heart is the opposition.
No solution can truly be found.
Forever at war with yourself.

You will obey.
You will cry for it.
You will fall to your knees for it.
You will be numbed by it.
You will be reminded of it.
It cannot be neglected much longer.

Slavery is freedom.
Slavery is freedom.
Slavery is freedom.

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Discover God

None of these men ever cared.
Not one of them ever meant well.
These mortals cannot liberate you.
From the burning, the churning of Hell.

But see, my child, I'm a prophet.
I'm all that you'll ever need.
Remove yourself from these traitors.
Who refuse to bend knee to me.

Deny me, and you shall be punished.
Ignore all desires and bow.
Your heart will tempt you with happiness.
Nothing but a pestilence now.

So please, my child, stand before me.
So I may swallow you down.
Avoid the nonbelievers.
My holiness taught you so well.

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I Feel A Power

I've seen the sun rise.

I've witnessed it's fall.

From the frigid to the scalding.

I can't pinpoint whats beyond.

I see no peace behind this cross.

The light prevails not of this dish.

I have before hailed, but all of them failed.

And I feel not embraced by his bliss.

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He Doesn't Love You

He isn't in your heart.

He isn't part of your soul.

Your morality is not.

As your sickness unfolds.

You're the one of sin.

You're the one defiling your God.

You're the evil your scripture contains.

How dare you still kneel and pray?

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Finally Born Again

In the darkest times, I slumber.
I awaken, and I wonder.
Why I feel the scalding sun.
As it revives the fallen blood.

Oh, my essence is replenished.
My oppressor's lives are finished.
I rise above my coffin.
Where I was buried and forgotten.

My victim's eyes in peril.
As I attack with vengeance, feral.
My followers are enlightened.
As the filthy ones are smited.

Buildings collapse, altars ablaze.
Eliminate the enemy to strengthen my fame.
Considered a monster in humanity's gaze.
But in all depths of their beings, their souls are the same.
Inherently aligned with the heart of my bane.

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Demonthrone

Jump off the blinding carousel.

Look at your essence with open eyes.

A shroud of dark creations.

Hides in shadows of your stride.

Liars will snarl their tongues.

Deceptive intent with every word.

A voice echoes from out their lungs.

With too much filth to be observed.

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