False Messiah

I was the spear that impaled you



I was the blade going through



I was the one inverting your cross



I was the one spreading death and loss



I am the champion of the beast



I am the food on which my flock feasts



I am the snuffer of holy life



I am the herald of coming strife



I want your legions to follow me



I want my master to roam bloody and free



I want to spread my disease



I want to give my infernal release



You are the champion of his host



You are adorned by the holy ghost



You are the bearer of the cross in your hand



You are the primarch of this land



I will bring your religion pain



I will bring war's iron rain



I will bring the pale death



I will bring plague for a raspy breath



You are the holy and evil's bane



I am the lord of the dark and profane