Soaring legions & hell fire rain on the poor & beaten
This morbid freedom that pains us to pray more allegiance
A storm of reason of course repeating the torture sequence
The mortal screaming deafens as the chorus weakens
Lure cohesion from a foreign region is a form of treason
Multi-verse fortresses that swarm to Egypt destroying the Portal Keegan
Forces sweeping, the cores depleting orbs are leaving from corpses bleeding
Warlords of Egon, swordsman so skilled that could secure Thor's deceasing
These horrid cretins are hornless demons born as machinists
Sworn extremists that spore to meet us have an enormous weakness
Amorphous beings from the Port of Venus, our ancestors scorched a credence
With Cora dreaming of floral treatments to absorb the species with moral grievance
They've invaded before to beat us but the Fourth Ward of Zeeda
& the North's Sword of Eza had the power & fortune to implore believers
As we tour The Helix and our fortunes leading to orchid healing
Rebelling from the former teaching, warts & lesions & porridge eating
To important preaching to shape a portion, inkling...
..of an conformist thinking