The Obsidian Church
The ravens scream from hell
Awakening demons and leading them
Calling the Devil to cross the River Styx
It is time for them to reclaim the world
Remove and destroy all of the saints
Make money their new God and idiots their leaders
Force them to worship at the new altar
Made of gold, blood, and bone of the beaten
Make the churches of the darkest obsidian
And fill them with all of the world's evil
Only that way will the darkness return
And it will last for all eternity
© Poem – IV/VIII/MMXXV
LRET
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