The loss and curse of reverence टैब्स

Memories of torment strikes me
Attempts were made to suffocate me at birth
Fools, I was already ancient
Thou cannot kill what breeds within thee

Alas, this agony, the emptiness of earthborn pride
Hath stirred my faithful heart which guided me to darker paths
Far away from their pestilent ways
Cleansed was I from deceitful grace

Yet, put to scorn was I by those unclean
Enslaved by ignorance
They blindly spat upon the deity of hate
Awake is the darkest fiend

By the fallen one, I shall arise

Upon bewildered masses
To whom the indulgence of my soul portray as sin made God
I shall revile and quell the source
Whence mockery of my kind derive

This I know, facile shalt my quest not come to pass
Deathwish be my gift to all at last

Honour, commended no longer as virtue
Yet, shalt be extolled by light's demise

By the fallen one, I shall arise

Arise

Believer, speak not to me of justice
For none have I ever seen by God, I shall give as I receive
Betrayer, speak not to me at all
You and this world ripped my fucking heart out

Again, again and again
Again and again