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In the shadow of the syringe, where the frightened knelt in rows,
A crown of thorns rewoven from the lies the world bestows,
The tyrants built their thrones on screams, the wicked wore their gold,
While doctors sold salvation in a needle’s bitter cold.
The air was thick with terror, a plague of trembling hands,
The shepherds turned to wolves and carved their laws in shifting sands.

But the sky begins to shudder, and the stars refuse to shine,
A whisper splits the silence—vengeance rides the fault line!

He’s coming through the fire, the Reckoning Flame unfurls,
With a voice to crack the heavens and a sword to split the worlds!
The mighty ones will stumble, the broken will arise,
Every crown will crumble ‘neath the fury in His eyes!
Oh, the shepherds of the shadows, the dealers of despair,
Will drown in their own echoes when the King tears through the air!

The criminals wore masks of silk, their laughter burned the night,
They danced on graves of innocence and mocked the fading light.
The screens preached hollow gospels, fear their holy wine,
While the greedy stitched their pockets with the threads of broken spines.
But the earth begins to tremble, the seas refuse to sleep,
A rider cloaked in thunder wakes the promises we keep.

The clocks are melting backward, the shadows lose their chains,
A storm of holy wildfire burns across the plains!

And the doctors drop their vials, their miracles unwind,
The tyrants claw at empty thrones, their legacies maligned.
The air ignites with voices, a choir of the scorned,
The meek shall wear the sunrise, the mighty shall be mourned!
Oh, the gates of glass are shattered, the liars’ tongues are stilled,
The Second Dawn is breaking, and the prophecy fulfilled!

Through the ashes of the panic, through the ruins of the lie,
A flame of endless justice lights the unforgiving sky.
The silenced find their thunder, the captives claim their call,
The Reckoning Flame is rising—oh, the King will judge them all!

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