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This virgin churns on the back of her own indisposed and throbbing body
Nauseated she chokes on her own vomit emitted from her distended and desiccated throat
With an abdomen beginning to flourish as her ribs now unhinge and shift
Beneath the rib cage lay a sweltering child,
A child forcing and pushing outward for decampment of his mother's womb
Bearing a bastard child
Bearing what is now the son of the new world's lord
Bearing the serpent's lamb
Overwhelmed she grows debilitated and weak
Staying attentive becomes more burdensome.
A struggle to stay awake as her body contracts
She mutters one conclusive, crowning breath:
"Why would such a god allow such deep evil? Theodicy!"
The curtains are slowly lowered over her solitary and meaningless life
Her chest lay open, an open and gaping wound revealing the damage left inside
Her own body only used to mask the beast that dwelled internally
This orphan child scowls over the remains of his birth given origin, his own mother
Only to grow through his adolescence to clench the name of the antichrist

(Thanks to Dan for these lyrics)

Over time in a world where religion has dispersed
Modern times have shown these connections to slowly deteriorate
With empires alleging their holy books to have absolutely no flaws
All accepting everything in its deceitful print
They pursue to interpret these pages
To gather aspiration and formulated belief
Their community now only falls from expanding socialism
A divided population disposed
One half putting their gods to rest
Now to only praise the antagonist against of what they once worshipped
His words cradle his followers
While the other half being sealed out of the world they once knew out of pure ignorance
Knowing their fate they relinquish themselves
Hundreds upon thousands take on religious suicide
A religious populace reduced to mere filth

(Thanks to Dan for these lyrics)

The demon lord's son, now a ruler of only one nation
Spreading his gospel among millions
Empires fused and bound together by the fingertips of their distinct leader
A flesh parade of a converted public altered from catechization
Manipulated and influenced into a sense of delusive calm
Consuming every word spoon fed directly into their beliefs
As a shepherd carrying his offerings between his arms
Garnished statements maintain and keep his people optimistic and confident
A throbbing army only grows from the misleading tongue of their new ruler
One army with new beliefs expanding through demonic designation
Ordered to butcher the existence of anything contrary
Almost as a reoccurrence of times past
As previous enemies of the forgoing lord have come and gone
All having the corresponding image of god through their own incoherent reflection

(Thanks to Dan for these lyrics)

(Instrumental)

An incision leads to the future of the new world
A mark buried deep under the skin and flesh will divide and distinguish man
Signatures implanted on the hands and forehead
Reoccurrence of modern times and scriptures
Testament to holy doctrines written in vital blood
In the extent all will hold something very similarly and accordingly
All will bear his name
with the distinct and original number of his signature
In a new world with suppressing technology
Lacerations lead to codes embedded in blood streams beneath the flesh
Currencies fuse together to form a solitary and overruling capital
Money evolves into cryptic letters and numbers that flow through the net
A conflagration set to diminish papered riches, depleting its masterdom
No longer capable of enslaving the likes of human kind from only
presenting itself as a form of an object
Fragments of ash flow through the atmospheres currents
Onlookers breathe and inhale what they once worshipped.
The demons solution, a new world order

As if this country was reborn, birthed and raised in monarchy
Cracked open from its adolescent and fully disfigured shell
A throne sits in the center of government buildings
With a ruler imposing his people to administer his demands
Elections overweighed from the unmindful and incompetent herds of the illiterate
An interbred nation suspended from strings of hypocrisy
Eventually to strengthen at the roots from the predominant union
Held from the palms of their fraudulent and expanding overlord
For the wrath of god has been placed in his power
He cast warfare on the kindred,
His military actions compose eradication and genocide on everything holy and sacred
A clock hides the identity of this leading politician
His speech distorts his terminological inexactitude
He remains remorseless toward his ongoing success in his fabricated image
Amonst this crumbling nation
Unaided possessing the entire world within his palms

(Thanks to Dan for these lyrics)

The sound of trumpets echoes throughout the world
Advocates lean before the demon's son
Worships and prayers compose under a restrained landscape
Succeeding to only withered murmurs and whispers
As the essence of man slowly converts to nonexistence
A low hum carves into the kindred nations from the sound of forewarning trumpets
Gates and doorways of martyrdom unsealed
The earth cracks open, revealing a deep and vast chasm,
An exposed cavity of earth
Hell spills onto human world soil
Demons ascend from the subsurface
Dehydration of past flourishing bodies of water, making the landscape deprives and desolate
Plagues of unhallowed locust thrive and seek torment
The new lord takes his throne
Aroma of the end spreads through the sky
The numbers within his kingdom diminish
The marks implanted beneath the flesh no longer favor or secures their safe being
Hundreds upon thousands now enslaved

(Thanks to Dan for these lyrics)

(Instrumental)

I stood in the sand from the mouth of the sea and watched a serpent rise from its depths
Upon his horns rested ten crowns as the discord of trumpets grew unnerving
Its perception giving an overruling mentality of authority and supremacy
All dwellers of earth shall pray and worship this demon
Whose names are not written in the Book of the Life of the Lamb
Slain from the foundation of this declining and now decaying world

(Thanks to Dan for these lyrics)

And he opened his mouth in blasphemy deluding their designated god
His men and women all carry a sacrament of his number
These followers with their morality of conscionable age have left behind
The sign of the cross and redemption
They have mindlessly chosen the path of social standards
The path of conformity, with the mark of eternal damnation
"Fall on us and hide us from the face of him who sits on the throne and from the wrath of the lamb
For the great day of their wrath has come!"
The sixth forewarning trumpet sirens,
Following the demonic armies that surface from the open wounds of earth
They march toward bloodshed and warfare against humanity
The limbs and remains from the carcass of man extend across open land
These once depleted seas and rivers now flourish
With vital fluids and the bones of conforming followers
Future existent worlds coalesce into one

(Thanks to Dan for these lyrics)