Lyrics:

Father! We your beacons all conjoined we plead you bring us Rapture.
Beacons! Bow your head! Pray! I preceed history
I am God I am the Father of All
Obey
I am the Alpha, Omega I am Messiah, Creator
You are the fruit from my seed, galactic incubation
Sever digression, how clever, never use Heaven as reference
Only a weapon of severance, and gesture of precognition
Adam and Eve beckoned by the low hanging fruit of the Eden Tree They perceive me to be pestilential, a split-tongued thief contriving with dishonesty
Surmising offerings of an unripe lifeforce would appease my mind
Ive witnessed with the changing of the seasons
Extradite Christ, Juda free your mind!
Decipher their provincialism, ascertain contextual catachresis.
An unbiased factual analysis is pertinent to prevent a future statistical anomaly
Senseless; I emit a catastrophic and transient beam of energy
Calcine flickering, searing; an ambient and proportionate product of that which I resent
Cast out once lit, asphyxiate
Father! Please take us, commemorate us!
Rape of the planet, we will understand this!
Vessels of virtue, I never would hurt you.
Secrets, I keep them. With hatred I sear them.