Omega

When blight was ruining All the crops of life When night was ruling The time of the light You started to blame them all The slaves, the peasants you created Knowing Knowing they'll take the fall When health was failing And famine thrived Then...those hope-ships arrived With pestilence personified Taking all we knew as life When air was blackened With your wealth burning high Now it's making sense for all The hate, divide you created Raining Raining down on all Down on us all "Gather the armada Start smothering Terra-form, reset it all Atop their bones Their noble ones called with waves Unknowing and primitive Terra-form, reset it all Atop their bones" Your hope-ships arrived With pestilence personified This is Omega You called him, Omega