With no god in the sky, I assume the role. All blessed lives will end in a
pillar of fucking salt.
Have faith in me for I can complete what you could
not. An entire religious genocide.
Are you proud of what you believe? Are you
proud? Isn't that what you fucking wanted, to ignore all fucking logic, and
your ego scrapes the sky.
You learn your faith through a flawed history book.
Suddenly the invisible becomes real. So you can rewrite history for it's only
oral tradition.
Now, far from triumphant. The earth shall be crowned with
thrones. The ten plagues of Egypt multiply across the land.
All blind men seek
comfort in grace. Salvation in sight but will never be grasped.
Awake and
witness judgment. Awake and witness your fucking judgment.