You may tremble before Hell's gates,
you may watch as the Heavens fall,
and you may slight the hands of fate,
you may heed the siren's call.

And you may reach every golden shore,
witness repent in the heathen,
and you may dance in the sands of the war,
you may sleep in the cradle of Eden.

Betrayed your prophets,
Dead Seeds buried deep.
an army of none,
we'll prey on the weak.

And you may walk through the river run dry,
you may strike down the giant with stone,
and you may never again speak a lie,
confess every sin and atone.

And you may drink from the infidel's blood,
as your civilization collapses.
You may rejoice in the cleanse of the flood,
and stare into the face of apocalypse.

Betrayed your prophets,
Dead Seeds buried deep.
An army of none,
We'll prey on the weak.

You will not comprehend,
or find words that will describe,
the will of God and man,
until you watch someone die.

Betrayed your prophets,
Dead Seeds buried deep.
An army of none,
We'll prey on the weak.

Betrayed your profits,
deceits been redeemed.
An army of men,
will prey on the weak.

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