Lord we've done thy bidding.
The congregation of light is now relinquished unto thee.
Uncontrollable violent thoughts fuse into their once sane minds.
Drifting into the shadows of the unlight, they sleep.
Act out what once was unspeakable in thy sect.
Once blinded they now see and the truth is revealed.
Turning on their own savior they do thy bidding
And a perfect plan is executed.
Tell them of the futile war they fight.
Profess your manifestation of their Christ
And of thy Lord who governs thee.
Unknown to them is the two worlds you weave between.
They believe you would create an adversary
To higher your plans for the earth
When you are both the good and the evil in this world
And the only one who altercates your plans is your own son.