Divine

How will I reward those who stay faithful to my name? And how do they expect to be spared on judgement day? As I gaze, I walk away, sickened by what I'd created. Sheep as slaves, fully entertained by the lie that they're emancipated. Play my game Pray in my name Look to the sky for the questions you ignore, and let me leave you with even more. You're alone. Left to your own devices by the one who was supposed to sustain you. I turn my back on all of your pathetic race. Resent the fact that you were ever created. Lay you to sleep and then I spit on your grave. Leave you to rot inside the hell you've instated This is not a warning. I am not returning. This earthen plane Another fuckin mistake Men as slaves To my lost name Left no choice They are forced Do my bidding Still I abandon Without reason Fucking heathen I am leaving you I have already left you