Pray for the end.
It's the only thing that can save you.
Don't you see this is just what you've become?
I pray for a different ending.
Release the anguish and corruption.
Prepare, the prophecy's destruction is upon our catastrophic lives.
This is the final hour.
In a world of self-indulgent cries, we become our own demise.
Pray for God to help you now.
This is the ninth degree of hell.
This isn't targeting the entire ocean.
Just a reminder for the specks in the sea who try to prey on the weakness before them, relentlessly forcing their beliefs.
Death will greet us all.
He will not come veiled.
Separated into groups of devotion.
Overcome with rabid commotion.
Eternal fate lies on the line.
Are you worthy of the divine?
Death will greet us all.
He will not come veiled.
Gaze into the eyes of the god you've failed.
Shelter the ears of the righteous.
Exploit the minds of the lost.
Hinder the tongues of the wretched.
Kneel to your broken cross.
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