Dancing on the surface of the globe
Bringing the old gods in powdered form
To be consumed with indoctrinated victims
The faith that tips the world in his favor
Lost priests wayward and vulnerable
Cowardly and title driven
Near the embers of fresh wars
hollering for him to come
collusion stripping them of their spiritual strength
as they burn Like the eastern old lands
Collusion as they ignore pleas of innocent people
accusing the bullied
heaven strikes back with a force one hundred times heavier
crushing our arrogance bleeding us out
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