The was a time that the pieces fit,
But since then they've toppled down.
I know I deserve all you can do,
But right now you cannot fathom,
What it is that I've brought to life.
Broken temple, walls have shattered.
You will see what I have done.
So long the Gods have lasted,
It's a shame to see them die.
So blame me, the Interloper.
I did it all for you.
Don't you see it?
Can't you see?
Do you see the future I have given?
Free of Gods and free of Preachers,
Live your lives in pursuit of peace.
No wars, none to blame.
No more Gods' rules and shame.
Don't you see it?
Don't you see?
You can see it, but I will hang.
Hang for the future I have given.
Hang for the death of your obsolete religion.
Hang me for the death of Gods...

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