Liege of Inveracity

Forced into your mind, passed down through the centuries

Cultures will collide, holy wars for what?

Holy book of god, holy book of lies

Chanting scriptures in vain

Hoping to allow to rest

Hopeful peaceful life

Compassion all but gone

Effigy of what's to come

Hopeless, worthless dreams

Sorrow scars your brain

End the weak, all is dead

Come see, my light

Misguided fools, I shall guide

Grant thyself, all your minds

Liege of inveracity

Follow still you will

Puppets to take your lord

Only gaining faith for

An imminent demise

Reduce your wretched mind

With these false prophecies

Now I will prevail

All servants left to rot

A new race I will now create

As I end their pitiful lives

My destiny has only begun

To torture future minds