The False Prophet

Behold
 The beast arises from the depths of hell
 Sent forth to harvest the Christians
 And lead them to a kingdom of evil away from their god
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 Before you stands a man
 But beneath the flesh, stands a worthless creation
 Mortal slaves forced to serve, they pray to god
 Hoping he will forgive their sins and save them from damnation
 The art of deception serves the prophet well
 Gathering gods, servants like lambs to the slaughter
 Turning them against their lord
 They will march against their creator
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 Fuck your god!
 I stand before you calling out your god
 I am the Prophet, speaking in serpents Tongue
 Before you stands a figure
 But beneath it's shell stands a false prophet disguised by shadows
 A servant to the dark lord
 Brought upon this earth to destroy humanity
 Driven by hate and vengeance
 Betraying their messiah, they follow Satan's chariot to Babylon
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 The time has come for the armies of god to defend the holy one
 Satan's army is on the other horizon, waiting for the horn
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 Unholy crusade against their creator
 Leaving god no choice but to eradicate his own