Follow the plaguelord pt 2 the harbinger ov pestilence
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Your firmament are weak
For your lofts are hilt
Your creations have ripened
At the twilight's decline
Your scholars grow weary
Your cultures have spoiled
Your cells and your fields
With their bedridden wealth
Lay plans for the blind, who choose not to see
Gloried for the deaf, who cannot hear his lead
Grieve for those whose fate is unkind
Content with what their lives have become
They plan not for us, though we beseech
Our blood runs like water down seeds of the deep
This yearning for knowledge, the conquest we share
For martyrs are laid on the path of despair
Their crows spread their wings
At the helm of our host
Their winds chant in anguish
On the sound of our drums
We've chosen apostles
To his healings we preach
For the blind we advance
To trample the weak
Lay plans for the blind, who choose not to see
Gloried for the deaf, who cannot hear his lead
Grieve for those whose fate is unkind
Content with what their lives have become
They plan not for us, though we beseech
Our blood runs like water down seeds of the deep
This yearning for knowledge, the conquest we share
For martyrs are laid on the path of despair
Great Corrupter, oh Father of Light
Give us this blessing in exchange for our sight
The seed I'll covet shall bear our kind
In this crystal abhorrence with you by our side
Oh Father of Swords, dear Ruler of Life
This curse will we carry for the rest of our life
Bestowing disciples from the ash of these bones
Our bare senses made to be grown as your plan
And so my children, inherit these ailments of my splendor
For it is you we join as this world fades to ruin
Make those who scoff at this decoration breed amongst the filth
Let them be wiped clean for good
To only their broken monuments remain
This journey we've sought shall bind us as one
As an hour approaches for its plague to take form
Its vessel prepared with wrath as its seal
We've learned how this pestilence will ever prevail
Lay plans for the blind, who choose not to see
Gloried for the deaf, who cannot hear his lead
Grieve for those whose fate is unkind
Content with what their lives have become
They plan not for us, though we beseech
Our blood runs like water down seeds of the deep
This yearning for knowledge, the conquest we share
For martyrs are laid on the path of despair
Great Corrupter, oh Father of Light
Give us this blessing in exchange for our sight
The seed I'll covet shall bear our kind
In this crystal abhorrence with you by our side
Oh Father of Swords, dear Ruler of Life
This curse will we carry for the rest of our life
Bestowing disciples from the ash of these bones
Our bare senses made to be grown as your
PlanRejoice in heaven, ye nearly daughters and sons
Sinewless march, till this day has but one
Let us give thanks, and celebrate this decay
The master of swords will give us the day
Reflection our birthright to carry alone
With a mantle of wisdom we'll face the unknown
So despair all ye nations, we've come to an end
And become reborn in children of men
Hallowed be thy name, our father, our lord
Give us this blessing, and a change for our swords
Let us all bear this, your banner, our guide
In this crystal of brilliance, with you by our side
A walk in the sun, dear ruler of life
This gospel we carry for the rest of our lives
Bestowing disciples, from the hush of these lands
From their ancestors, and the grandmaster plans