His eyes are exempt, we see through the dark.
Understanding our faith, we then are ripped apart.
With light on our side, we must come to a clue.
As one turns in the dust, another one grew.
Scaling a soul, we write all of our wrongs.
Together, the 1/3rd become like the Gods.
Paganism at its finest, we seek to redeem.
Unlike Christ, Satan was seen.
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