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I conjure the winds  
spellbound and belittling as I go  
faith in you is long dead  
   
I seek to be avenged  
I came into this era in the know  
you will get your due  
I won't knock down the dominoes  
   
God will  
   
I have minions see them march on the air  
insulted rebellion watch the skies son  
someday you will face the being I am  
and I will serve you cold  
you won't have anywhere left to hide  
   
cowardly accent do you feel me?  
   
I hope you feel me  
I forgive your whore  
I don't forgive what you've done  
   
a thousand poppies will make you sleep  
poisoning the well  
humiliation is a bitch  
one day you will be revealed for what you are  
   
a bitch