Slain By The Serpent

Guardians of the inferior,
Seek salvation.
There will be no more sacrifice
Rather acendancy.

Overcoming beliefs of the tyrant,
He is not worthy of their service.
The sacrament of his name,
The very deception they fell for,
Their eyes are open now.

Ride the winds of plague,
They sail on the breath of the dead.
Into the fire and stench
To defend desolation.

The gates have been opened,
Paradise has been compromised,
Earth will see its oceans
Become the darkest red.
It will all be destroyed
At the hands of the beast.

They have fallen
Into his great deceit.