Born of deceit we are lost, within the eyes of immortal gods.
Arise and rally our cause, and cast their souls into oblivion.
Standing within the void, to cinders we burn forgotten creeds.
The seers have long foretold of the malice unchained before the eyes of God.
Their souls have withered and dust now remains, for those who believe in saviors and not their own death.
Their own deaths await in desolation.
The world's corners have folded down upon me, surrounded by shadows so that no one can see.
I've come into the night once the darkness has arrived, I've let the legions forth from the sea.
And who are we but the lies that we've told, born of blasphemy.
Beyond the holy sea, captive behind the gates.
Even as they believe they're still dying before their God.
I see the weakness that lies within, for I've deceived the likes of Judas.
Within me, I deceive their sorrow, for I'm the one for which the faithful seek.
I was born by the will and hearts of mankind and still the desolate one scarring the depths of your mind to release you.
We hear the sounds that your angels sing, so die by your valor infused with our hate as darkness arrives before the last breath.
The sun will fall shrouded in mist by the night, to hide the place of my conception.
And sifting through the sands of time, now we find the hour of deception.
Burned by illusions that all must create, weeping beneath the stars.
One by one they falter, as time fails and humanity fades.
Only now their dreams become the nightmare.
In their sleeping, dreams have gone too far in the new revelation.
The world's corners have folded down upon me, surrounded by shadows so that none can see I've come.
Standing within the void, to cinders we burn the forgotten creeds.
The seers have long foretold of the malice unchained before the eyes of God.