Upon the horizon lies the land of promise
Transcriptic contrived visions shall manifest 
Ought to be fulfilled without question
Paving a passage of mass destruction
Igniting fear in their hearts
An absolute frame of infamy

(Da pacem, Domine, in diebus nostris
Quia non est alius
Qui pugnet pro nobis
Nisi tu Deus noster)

The necessity for salvation condemns their realization 
Turning thieves to warriors seeking the bestowed, elusive land 
With keys which must be fused under combat flame
Enemies are our charcoal
And in their blood we shall sinter
"Deus lo Vult"

Yet the extended hand of the weak will be severed
Due to exaggeration and underestimation of his executioner
Who dressed him up with a cloak stained with blood 
Concealing the sins of the helpless warrior
Emitting an aura of celestial blessing from which he gained strength and purpose
Occultly assaulting whatever dare cross his sight 
Lest people collect and honour them as ashes of a martyr

The necessity for salvation condemns their realization
Declaring at the conventions 
An act of purifying the Purfectus with impure earthly water
Which fluxes on the foundational eight-thorned scepter 
A concoction of blood and water, conceiving a black border
عاقبة تخبط الماضي الملتحي...
Behold, the singular rectifying blow
That shattered the whole

Ynhal

Sacro

What if man truly falls like the statues they once built for their elder gods?

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