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I will re-write history.
They say the pen is mightier than the sword;
and with a pen Iâll 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.
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 âThy Devourerâ.
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.