Exile (Defy The False) II

As a raptured plague it infects Scorching the soul of beliefs Demonic, mortal here intersects Tearing out mercies and griefs Away with commandments Heed not lying testaments Death to your subservience A manifesto of quintessence Strains depart in brilliance Blackness rife with vengeance Reborn In scorn Centuries pass as instants As one attains banishments Edifice barren to mortality Catalyze words of adversary "Harken unto me ..."