Prophetic idiot

Prophetic idiot

 

Don’t wanna be a prophetic idiot

You are all of you vermin

Cowering in the dirt thinking what I wounder

That you might escape the coming fire

 

No your world will burn until its glass

And not even your demon will live to creep

Blackened from its hole to mar the reflection

The culmination of our journey

For your destruction is the will of the gods

And I am their instrument

 

"The gods will not begrudge our excavation.

By uncovering this relic, we add glory.

When the dust settles, we will see what I know

Here lies the Path, the start of our Great Journey."

 

"My Dreadnought, the vessel that has so long

Been the focus of our worship

Now rests on its true pedestal.

Relics long without any power

Stand fast! Keep our enemies at bay!

Soon, we will have our reward!"

 

Don’t wanna hear a prophetic idiot

Turn death into war for this new world

Do not relent until the heritic ships are smashed!"

-Spoken-

Is that the best you got?

Oh come on impress me

 

No your world will burn until its glass

And not even your demon will live to creep

Blackened from its hole to mar the reflection

The culmination of our journey

For your destruction is the will of the gods

And I am their instrument