Oppressor

Bow to me There is a sickness, ill is the witness Hollow men stitching pain to the oppressed We won't forget this, you'll pay your penance Illuminating to suppress a wretched plight Lay your wicked crown to rest This reign of surreptitious plague we will contest Leave us be, endlessly You can't be saved, screams of the depraved shall ring A change in perspective is within reach Unearthing desire to conquer each, of those who dare stand in our way They cannot stop division Divine in the making it can't be quenched This urge ever rising to circumvent past those who act as obstacles They cannot halt division This shell is empty, schisms aplenty, futile efforts to command obedience Descending down, branding and scathing a way to the ground We, from beneath the ruins, arising without a sound A change in perspective is within reach Unearthing desire to conquer each, of those who dare stand in our way They cannot stop division Divine in the making it can't be quenched This urge ever rising to circumvent past those who act as obstacles They cannot halt division There is a sickness You'll pay your penance Stitching pain to the oppressed We will contest A change in perspective is within reach Unearthing desire to conquer each, of those who dare stand in our way They cannot stop division Divine in the making it can't be quenched This urge ever rising to circumvent past those who act as obstacles They cannot halt division A change in perspective is within reach Unearthing desire to conquer each, of those who dare stand in our way They cannot stop division Divine in the making it can't be quenched This urge ever rising to circumvent past those who act as obstacles They cannot halt division