Fear tomorrow's adversary And the wealth of uprising The final storm will be released And the unmerciful will erect Hidden from the eyes of your god I will proclaim original sin And have you all purged and purified From the lies that remain within Cleansed and draped in sulphur linen Black and pure since the beginning Mercy is not truth Your sins are next to mine Mercy is not truth All your sins are next to mine My soul's ablaze Inflamed with rage and isolated In whirlwinds of hate My soul's ablaze Yet camouflaged in the haze Why did he not see this coming What did he not understand One time forsaken But forgotten I am not I will win this war But never the peace I am my own free spirit Hence I will not rest
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