I will become the destroyer of lives
Destined to survive the end of this world
The corruption and disruption of the balance of power
A war of eternal struggle, the martyrs nailed on their crosses
The very cause you die for will not set you free
I will be become the destroyer of faith
Governed by laws not known to man
Whispering into the president's ear
Fear, Hate, Cleanse, Eradicate
You will start the new war to end this era of dissolution
Wipe their slates clean
I will become the destroyer of humanity
With billions sacrificed
Bring forth darkness, nihilism
Become slaves of the unknown
Bestial nature no longer suppressed
The lust for blood rising again in us all
Feasting on each others flesh
Violence will be our only instinct
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This all inspired by this scene in Shutter Island
Warden: Did you enjoy God's latest gift?
Teddy Daniels: What?
Warden: God's gift. Your violence.
[Daniels looks at him blankly]
Warden: When I came downstairs in my home, and I saw that tree in my living room, it reached out for me... a divine hand. God loves violence.
Teddy Daniels: I... I hadn't noticed.
Warden: Sure you have. Why else would there be so much of it? It's in us. It's what we are. We wage war, we burn sacrifices, and pillage and plunder and tear at the flesh of our brothers. And why? Because God gave us violence to wage in his honor.
Teddy Daniels: I thought God gave us moral order.
Warden: There's no moral order as pure as this storm. There's no moral order at all. There's just this: can my violence conquer yours?
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