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Not me. I am not
the one that you adore,
O happiest mob of god´s elect.
Not me.
The fire tonight
burns on the altars
the statues fall
with everything that will never be
again.
The old world
is consumed
like parchment in the flames.
The world, the sky,
None of it
will never be again.
But a rising ocean, a wave of fury.
Four horsemen galloped
all by my side,
faces of death, pestilence, famine, war
You, the last of the earth. You are the first.
Everything starts here. Forget your name
your people, your godless merchants. Forget it all.
Because the past belongs to the dead.
The old world
is consumed
like parchment in the flames.
the earth, the night.
I promised you the new Jerusalem
I brought you Hell.
Now follow me...
...with joy,
The new world is born
like maggots in the flesh.
The earth, the night.