Witsend - Divine Retribution

No judgement, no trial, no jury
No repentance, no remorse, no mercy
There is only execution in this divine retribution
Will you defy sanctified legacy, or will you submit to your ultimate destiny?
I can grant you the power that you seek
Step into the darkness and kneel to me

Obey my every command, I hold your life in the palm of my hand
Strike fear across the land
As it was before, so it shall be again

Subhuman intellect
Ripe for submission, surrender your cognition
Resistance is useless, you don't stand a fucking chance

Righteous purgation of the opposition
The only cure for this holy affliction
God damn the words of scripture, it's nothing but a work of fiction
You're growing weaker by the day, writhing around in your waste
There is no god that can hear you pray, and there is nothing you can do to be saved

No judgement, no trial, no jury
No repentance, no remorse, no mercy
There is only execution in this divine retribution
Will you defy sanctified legacy, or will you submit to your ultimate destiny?
God damn the words of scripture, it's nothing but a work of fiction

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Wits End

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