Hellwitch - Fate at Pains End

Initial touch, retroactive clutches, channeled to the end
Begin with not that to want, to see, be led, to fend
The ill of wills destined to kill, bred of hate, life belate

Organized means to perform a feat on life's marshall plan
Seized throughout the spectral plans gradually reaching death

Truth once sought just a matter of cost,
the price now paid by them
Effectually drained, psychostagnate,
a drop soon soaks all of time
Resisted, prescribed, be damned

Reaching the fate at pains end

Once set forth as law meant to guide faithless,
decoyed, hollow man
Rising of the flame,
an hour glass in his name measuring quantum fear

Souls strung out by lies, too weak to defy,
a leaching, sovereign, groping ill
Government bureau cancer, undefied necromancer,
now all we were destiny killed off

Oxidized remains are all the truth that remains,
scarred by their most gouging lies
The world, the plan, the cynics knew when
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