Dark Helm - Asleep at the Wheel

This enshrined throne bestowed upon me
The light to lead the sheep through the sand

I am answers to your prayers
I am hand of providence

I am answers to your prayers
I hear everything
And i feel nothing

I am hand of providence
Asleep at the wheel
While the world's fracturing

The composer of the gospel of untruth
I'll save you from your true self
Fear and ignorance, the only payment
For my eternal compassion

I am the benevolent one
I am the end of all your woes

I am the benevolent one
I procure devotion
In the guise of volition

I am the end of all your woes
Now kneel before me
And submit unto me

Every sermon will be bled
Inhale the stench of evolution
Sharpen my blades to behead
Behold the faith of revolution
Revising your religion
This weakness of a petty mind
And sacrificing purpose and then
Worship what you can't understand

Detach, destroy devour them all

Written by:
Dhairya Anand, Mohanish Deshmukh

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