The Two Prophets

 

I: The Prophet of Loss

 

The clock is ticking

The end is near

Armageddon is upon us

And we will usher it in

 

There are sins being committed

Lives being destroyed

The Divine is degraded

The Holy is cursed

 

From the Ashes of the dead

We will rise to fight

The peasants of Camelot

The Princes of Sodom and Gomorra

 

We will judge them all

No souls will be saved

No man is innocent

We will damn them all

 

Feel no pity for the fallen

They have chosen their own faith

I see their souls

There are as black as the night sky

 

They have chosen their path

And we will guide them there

On a River of their own blood

We shall take them to the city of Dis

 

Tears will be shed

Flesh will be torn

Only pain awaits the living

Let the great work begin.

 

II: The Prophet to the fallen

 

All is lost

Death can not even comfort us now

The end is here

And we have ushered it in

 

The tide has changed

Oceans will rise

Cities will Burn

Time is at an end

 

We have lost our way

No longer are we pure

Our sins are too numerous

Our burden is too great

 

None of us are safe

Salvation is out of reach

We are all guilty

We are all damned

 

But as we shed our tears

We have only ourselves to blame

All our souls are corrupt

And your failures are mine

 

Yet while we are damned

And all is lost for us

We will leave this world for a worse

The city will burn and the ruins won’t even remain

 

We destroyed what we were given

We will never see the light again

Only pain awaits us now

But still, let the great work begin again.

 

 

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