Cloaked in black purity
The lord of this realm
Remains unseen

Planting seeds of corruption
He reaps the crop of destruction

The fruit is consumed
The black stain of the truth
Has been unleashed

Innocence defiled
The curse of knowledge
Your lord has been denied

Cast out
The original sin
Begins to taint
What was once his image

There is weeping
In this darkness

The sick have risen up
Have infected your saints
The golden gates corrode
A gory red

Your kingdom is slowly poisoned
Your faith has begun to bleed
Multiply and replinish this hell
The unholy begin to breed

You forsake everything
In this promised land
Made by your hand

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