Genesis

Consciousness is a disease

And I’ll purge, I’ll rid it from the world

Disassociate the living from the dead

A walking manifestation of sin

I am the harbinger of the end

I feel the hands of the damned clawing at my neck

Eradicated by the need to speak but never to be heard

Because nothing can compare to giving up everything you have

Only to find there’s always something more to lose

I confess, I confess, I confess

It’s slowly killing me

Yet I feel so alive

I plead guilty

I found this all to be the only thing that satisfies me

Not a savior

Not their guardian

But I cannot deny that

I am the devil’s advocate

Nothing more than a pathetic surrogate

But I will play by part because I can’t suppress the mark

I am the answer to every unheard prayer

I’ve passed the end of my rope but death just won’t let me choke

This is the beginning of their misery

Not a single living being will be left breathing

My presence corrupting, infecting and tainting the mind of the weak

Begging for salvation at the hands of damnation

Letting them survive to watch the faith leave from their eyes

I bear the curse

I bear the curse of the fallen

The final pages of history shall be written in the blood of humanity

As I sever the wires connecting their false reality

No hesitation to cease all creation

And yet from fate there is no deviation

Not a savior

Not their guardian

And I am nothing more than

Not a savior

Not their guardian

But I cannot deny that

I am the devil’s advocate

Nothing more than a pathetic surrogate

But I will play by part because I can’t suppress the mark

I am the answer to every unheard prayer

I’ve passed the end of my rope but death just won’t let me choke

My patience wasted waiting for mankind to awaken

But instead they forced themselves into extinction

Your God is dead

I am the usurper

And you are all beneath me

Bow down, bow down to me

Bow down before the absolute