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Heretics

from White Magic by Telepaths

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Heretics

I climbed the highest mountain to see him for real.
The legend tells he appears to the bravest warriors,
And I thought I was worthy.

Then I faced the council of the wise : old men delusionnals,
They were heretics !
In the temple of the sun too much blood was on the walls,
They were heretics !

I had to purge this fake place of worship.
To kill the men who tarnish your name.

I burried the corpses in your honor,
And burnt this temple of lies.

This is when I realise I was meant to serve you,
They were heretics !
When I feel the warm you share me your energy,
They were heretics !

I had to purge this fake place of worship.
To kill the men who tarnish your name.

Here and now is the only reality
Because I can hear in my head, my Lord,
I will serve you well, my Lord,

Whisper your will thy will be done,
I will cut the heads to serve you,
Killing the heretics and more,
I will destroy anything to serve you.

To bring the peace to the men.

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from White Magic, released January 17, 2021

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