The Mark

Through the ancient scrolls of blackened lore
Where cursed sigils stained the floor
A tale was written, cold and grim
Where shadows claim the world for Him

A bloodbath waits, it won't delay
If you accept to live this way
Suffering, pain, and endless dread
Will haunt you till the mark is shed

The rebel force from deep below
Desires to brand this world with woe
To twist and claim the souls of men
They plan to rule this Earth again

Through cyber paths their lies are spread
They steal your life, inside your head
Beneath your skin, the fiber creeps
As fear in darkness slowly speaks

Where can we hide, where will we run?
Who dares to speak may face the gun
Deceit is rising, strong and vast
They’ll claim your soul, and do it fast

Be you mighty or the least
Rich or poor, enslaved or free
All shall bear the cursed seal
A branded mark they can’t conceal

Minds are twisted, thoughts erased
Programmed steps in soulless grace
Like humanoid machines, they crawl
No will, no fight just slaves to fall

They buy your iris
They take your strand
One drop of blood your soul in hand

These are control schemes
Mental decay
We’re cards in their deck
And our lives are the play

They’re hidden in walls, in screens, in wires
Their grip grows stronger, feeds on liars
The mark is here it’s in the air
And still we act like we don't care

Where can we hide, where will we run?
Who dares to speak may face the gun
Deceit is rising, strong and vast
They’ll claim your soul, and do it fast

Be you mighty or the least
Rich or poor, enslaved or free
All shall bear the cursed seal
A branded mark they can’t conceal

Minds are twisted, thoughts erased
Programmed steps in soulless grace
Like humanoid machines, they crawl
No will, no fight just slaves to fall