In the dark of night...   Abusing a portion of light   While others are sleeping   And some are escaping   A serpent spews out fantasy   Unjustified blasphemy   That cannot be condoned      It must be strange to not have lived   So far into existence      This is not a test of power   This is not a game to be lost or won   Let justice be done      There will be zero tolerance   For the creator of hallowed intentions   There will be zero tolerance   Fate is your deciding God      Karma comes crashing down   Leaving a very deep scar   Exposing a door to the   Source of a verbal whore   Machines supply the altar   Where virtuous lives are sacrificed      It must be strange to not have lived   So far into existence      This is not a test of power   This is not a game to be lost or won   Let justice be done