Prince Of Deception

Oracle? You are not! We will not follow thee, nor your prophecy
These lies you state will be your end
Do not listen, for he is a charlatan
Kill him! A mere man you are
He bleeds as a swine does
Deceive my brethren?
Remove his slanderous tongue.

String him up!.. Take his head!
As the mob swarms the prophet, their rage builds uncontrollably
Fueled by his warning of a desolate future ahead
His followers attempt to reason
Now pleading for his life
The horde's blades now come to bear
Reaching for his flesh..
Stop this madness! Heed my warning!

Inhuman possession, twisting their minds
The altercation becomes an execution
So called prophet, you mislead us
Speak no more premonitions
Rend his flesh! Your followers will join you
This is your death sentence. Take his head!

Broken like a martyr, no mercy in their eyes
Fingers amputated through fear of gestured lies
Crudely fashioned blades, saw into his skin
Hacking off his feet, as the demon grins.

His decapitated head, now held before the crowd
Its eyes wide open!.. Inhuman possession, twisting their minds
The altercation becomes an execution
Inhuman possession, twisting their minds
The altercation becomes obliteration.