| We are the creeping tendrils of our Father
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| Wolves among sheep, herding the meek
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| Spreading the reach of his web of deceit
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| As he wills it, so shall it be
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| Manifestation of destiny
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| Malleable flesh- my guise that which I despise
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| An Imposter- lurking
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| Marionettes- unaware of their strings
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| Our agenda- triggering tragedy
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| Veiled in the suit of a soldier, complete with gun in hand
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| I’ll return this child to your precious holy land
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| With but one life, I pluck upon the heartstrings of man
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| Tension turns the tide- calculating genocide
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| Predictable- the sheepish acts of mortal men
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| Cycles of bloodshed that never end
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| Instill disorder, a task for we
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| Soulless servants of the Shadow King
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| These eyes have witnessed the death of a nation
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| They have seen the horrors of war
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| These hands have cast innocence to the abyss
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| I have felt life turn to ash
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| Alchemic soldiers carrying out grievous orders
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| Progressing esoteric agenda
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| I’ll expose corruption of the senior staff
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| To do so, I must go deeper
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| My only chance at a semblance of redemption is to root out the evil within
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| Honorable- though my intentions may be
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| My actions are treasonous
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| Behind the scenes- there lurk inhuman beings
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| Homunculi- the likes of which cannot die
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| For too long I’ve been a puppet
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| Now I see my true ambitions
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| Incinerate these miasmic fiends
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| Bring order to a nation
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| For every life stolen from my fellow man
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| Flames are on the rise
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| Cremating evil before my eyes
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| Homunculus- witch who ensnares the minds of men
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| This eve your heart shall burn in my hand
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| Cinder and ash once flesh and cell
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| Dualis Flamel
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| Homunculus- witch who ensnares the minds of men
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| This eve your heart shall burn in my hand
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| Cinder and ash once flesh and cell
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| Dualis Flamel
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| Dualis Flamel |