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