The Misdirection of God - Nexilva

Fuck the faith of this world.

I am the true creator of your worthless lives

I can choose to obliterate your souls, within a blink of an eye

And all of you will learn to fear me and obey my every command, without

hesitation

And i will welcome you to a paradise that meets your every dream

I am the caller of the storm, I can bring a whole nation to its knee’s

With a single breath from my lungs, all your precious ground will be claimed by

the sea

All I demand is three offerings to meet my every need

This will be fulfilled

The blood of your rival religions, it sates my first for blood, of mindless

drones willing to die for their god

Which I am to be.

Kill them, kill them all!

Wipe each other out and reign victorious

And bleed the earth dry of its resources, you’re the only species capable of

doing this

Exchange this to your fellow man, for your worthless currency, and burn it all!

So the vapours rise to my fucking chest.

But keep all man in a state of mind,

that i am all thats good in this world

So that they continue to fulfil my every need

Humanity will die

All this time you have been deceived by me.

You have been destroying your world

from the start

And now you beg for mercy, will i choose to spare your filthy race?