Thy Kingdom Crushed

This is not the punishment for your deeds

Rather this is the penance for your convince

For the fact that you played the game

And attempted to win

Now the lids of your eyes are removed

You will see the truth

I am the creator of the game

Your every move plotted out against

Every thought you had I read

Every stab that you made at my back

I saw it... and now... You know that I am God

I condemn you woth my hand of holiness

The flames of the abyss are burning at your feet

I am the Lord of the Pit wicked in my ways

I damn you from above and burn you from below

Because you are nothing, you have gained no ground

You slide down the rungs of the ladder to your salvation

Denied from the beginning of existence

With my godly powers I gave you hope

You wondered where it came from so I broke it

You denied my powers as your savior

So with my black hand I took your soul and ate it

I took your circle of beliefs and burned

Then put out the flames and gave you what remained

A meaningless pointless life that you flaunt

And no-one is deceived when you try to beat me

They see inside you

The shattered remains of your life