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My feet- Ifeel again

Sandy ground of holy land

His words - I can now deny

As they drownrd in blasphemy

I am his shade

waiting for mistake

Exposing his lies,

his cult will decline

Under sign of split tongue

The campaign comtinues

I took the Eden, I'll take the earth

I'll rule it all with my throne reclaimed

I am his shade,

waiting for mistake

Exposing his lies,

his cult will decline

Crosses have been crooked

Twisted to my design

Peace religion causing wars

Sending the cheated to death

Engulfing the old man's body,

flame of the sun

Once solid creation - now crumbling

to make place for new power

I am his shade,

waiting for mistake

Exposing his lies,

his cult will decline

I am the purge,

The underground's hunger,

Devourer of idols

The conqueror

Crosses have been crooked,

twisted to my design

Peace religion causing wars,

sending the cheated to death.