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 presumptuous
A lucrative piece of propaganda
In their part of public form
A throbbing army only grows from the
Misleading tongue of their new ruler
The entire globe is sharpened to
One faction of subjugation
One army with new beliefs
Expanding through demonic designation
Ordered to butcher the existence
Of anything remotely contrary
Almost as a re-occurrence of times past
All previous enemies of the forgoing lord
Have come and gone
Having their own corresponding image of God
Through their own incoherent reflection
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 presumptuous
A lucrative piece of propaganda
In their part of public form
A throbbing army only grows from the
Misleading tongue of their new ruler
The entire globe is sharpened to
One faction of subjugation
One army with new beliefs
Expanding through demonic designation
Ordered to butcher the existence
Of anything remotely contrary
Almost as a re-occurrence of times past
All previous enemies of the forgoing lord
Have come and gone
Having their own corresponding image of God
Through their own incoherent reflection
One army with new beliefs
Expanding through demonic designation
Ordered to butcher the existence
Of anything remotely contrary
Almost as a re-occurrence of times past
All previous enemies of the forgoing lord
Have come and gone
Having their own corresponding image of God
Through their own incoherent reflection...
