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Produce the truth with white-hot iron,
Knowledge is power, but the cross is wood
Repudiate the heavenly mandate,
We crossed the line in a march to war

I saw the end through an inverted mirror,
Mankind has four legs again,
Plunged into chaos, we all collapse
Though my reflection stayed the same "

"This is a perverse corruption of heaven,
a sickly name I no longer trust,
Earth has long been destroyed,
and mankind consumed by winds of plague

he appeared to me at the edge of the forest,
he said all signs lead down below
I had not the strength to follow him,
as he vanished into the shadows of the eternal night

And now as the ground turns to ash,
I gaze upon a briar throne
in the heart of the dark wood, it grows
left alone by the inferno as all else is consumed

Behold the world that molten fury has ripped asunder,
an unholy demonstration of might
what's left of the hallowed ground,
has rotted away with the sins of man. "