Your sins won't be forgotten

Your lies go unconfessed

Downtrodden, souls begotten

Vengeance their conquest

Unveil a web of savage scorn

Stripped bare a life forlorn


Bow down, bow down

Before your icon of scorn

This life you seek

Will be your catalyst of hate


Reach into myself and take what you want from me

You will never free yourself from your reality

I know your way, you will not stop 

Until you've taken everything from me


Your shallow life from which you can't escape

Your callas heart will bring upon your pending fate

It's real, your judgement has begun

And in my eyes you'll see I have already won


I will not be part of your pathetic existence

For all your followers are gullible cretins

I will now take back all the glory offered to you

For it is my creation