Asmodeus, Act I: Lust

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The Reason of It All

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Here, an air; an atmosphere I long for
I came with purpose, but now intentions cast aside
I find myself, at home in an empty glass; of spoiled morals
A burden of flesh, engraved in my mind, engraved in my mind
My primitive nature, not product of my own will
A drunken mind, in a vicious shell
Forcing hate, and pain upon the cattle
Nothing can endure, the tribulations of my hate filled aura
Bow down, succumb, to your frailties
Arise from a momentary collapse of inebriation
The aggregation, of corruption and grandeur in the air
Calls me forth before a Gilded Palace
Encompassed by a stench of ignorance and tyranny
Entering and dismembering, every living thing
There is no guilt, there is no remorse, for this joyous slaughter
I see no value in the lives of the ignorant
I see no value in inferiority
Amidst the bloodshed, a faint gleam of innocence intrudes
A queen, living in ignorance, of her divine abominations
Assuming the form of the gleaming tyrant
Posted on every fucking wall
Assuming the form of their inestimable tyrant
Posted on every fucking wall on the face of this fucking planet
Allow me, to tune your screams
And conduct your death
Your screams reverberate, and your blood saturates the throne
Intrinsically absolving you of all, worries
And casting your consciousness to Infernum
Exorcising, the palace; of all corrupted souls
Be it man, woman, or child, they'll all meet in Hell
The soldiers lay in wait, distraught at the sight of their families' corpses
You are not worthy, of my judgement
Inferior; I ascend you so perfectly
So kneel, and bask
In the glory
In the glory, of your true god

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