Pride of the Enslaver Lyrics

The power of, a god's command, a single resonating note
Echoing through the halls, upon the ears and minds who kneel to me
My agency, in secrecy, clothed beneath the words which they believe
The word of God has delivered me, the power wielded only by a diety
A human mind starving for command, an empty chalice to receive my seed
all the servants under God's law, they know not that I am he
Underneath, my control, weeping, at my feet
My perfect words are razor web, this is both their collar and their shield
Underlings and necessary lesser beings, they must subsist to serve my need
Fighting timelessly to construct, a race in my own image
God-form enslaver absolute we have become both the lock and key
In my hand is then pen with which, the destiny of the human race is recorded
All shall bow before my legacy, My children which never die