Creation
Creation
flames of fire spew from crusted fissures of earth
a horse of ambers climbing black clouds appears
riding through flowing lava the promised one is here
trampling every man, woman and child in his path
laughing, yelling prepare your souls for the harvest
I shall reap what is mine since the beginning of time
rosaries are merely beads and the cross has no power
you beg and cry but he abandons you, as you did to him
bones are sharpened by my teeth, spears to skewer you
I taste the flaming flesh, there's no escaping you're mine
hide behind the tree of life, my snake awaits with venom
crawl beneath your beds, I'm your nightmare come alive
I'll hook my claws into your skin and drag you to the pit
screaming voices "HELP ME" are music to my ears
hear the rattling chains of damned souls, my servants
this world shall burn, I shall become your true savior
I am Lucifer, created to be the Lord's rival of choice
he created me in fatherly love, I shall kill you in death
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