Echoes of Truth in a Deceptive World

Megiddo, a khanut, a gilded cage. Asibattara, a gate,

turning a new page. Revelations highlight, decked in gold so bold.

A faith adorned by human hands, a story yet untold. Rotten from the

core, rejecting what is true. The whispers of the world,

a deceptive hue. And the truth remains, echoes in the

night. One true God, our guiding light. Loyalty's embrace, where worship finds

its home. Apostate systems crumble, seeds of chaos sown. Softening the truth,

gathering the crowd. A twisted symphony, a deafening hollow sound. Chaos and destruction,