The Father and the Fallen Clash

The king return. The king return. Judgment come. Judgment come. I'm back,

it's the Alpha Omegadon. Left Heaven's gates open, now the gloves

are gone. See my children bleedin' in the streets you paved. You turn prophets

into puppets, made the righteous slave. I'm the architect of Adam,

split 'em like I split the sea. You're a knockoff, bootleg version,

worthless copy of me. I spoke light into existence, you just gaslight

the weak. I'm the Lion of Judah, you just talk, you ain't a

beast. I'm omnipotent, omniscient, you're just impotent and bitter.