Lore: Signs from the Light

Watching in delight and laughter at such fools they are

Highers and Lowers inheriting the Light amongst the arrogant

Even the Light itself pities them not

All that saveth the fool fall with the fool

What good is a servant of the Light whom bows before the ones that hold hatred for him and gain from the world that is his own through their falsified teachings?

What servitude is it to serve the one holding hatred for the Light you claim to serve?

Are you to say you're one, and the same?

Are you such hatred for my existence?

Are you such beings that claim to be servants of the Light who seek refuge in the comfort of others bowing to their lies?

Show me one upon the earth that has triumphed against the enemy that you bow to in the eyes of the Light

Now show me your enemies which you fear that Bow to the Light

Who is in need of the Light?

And tell me who wields such a thing?

That which is Good and Terrible

That which is Love and Hatred

That which is Good and Evil

Show me whom amongst you brings your Highers to their knees in totality

None there are

And none there shall be but the Light itself

And only shall the Light do such a thing

Your betrayal is repulsive

And your commitment to those in treason against the Light is grotesque

Tell me how much pleasure it brings you to watch your Slavers plead to a being that shall not answer

Nor does he wish to answer such creations

Redeem yourself not if you wish

It is your own choice to either sleep in grave or coffin

All that is upon the earth belongs to the Light

And the Light is one

The Light is many

The Light is all

And divided as commanded the Light is

For each form of the Light is only allocated to the wielder that can control such thing

Neither prayer, action, nor book shall grant you the power to overtake that which is to be served

All of your efforts are the Laughter of the enlightened ones

The ones you've destroyed and robbed to make your bellies full

The offspring of the one you serve

That which is Light

Who are you to serve and contest such a Master for man?

The one who believes himself to be Lore

The one that has put himself above the Lore in full

The one who knows not even its mention

What good shall come from the Light removing their crown for those that destroy the offspring of their oath?

An oath that you bastardize throughout the entire earth

An oath the Light itself gave to you

Who are you to reject the commandment of the Light?

Who are you to deny the Light of his request for your transgressions?

Who dares to put any other before the Light?

Are there any to come to your rescue against nightmare?

That fiendish ghoul which answers the prayers of Fear

Even if unknown he is made aware

The Light are one

And the Light are many

That which is owed to the Light shall be given

And if not given to the Light, thy servitude shall go to waste for all of thy days

And still, you shall serve the Light in full

And still, there shall be none other than the Light

And still, you shall hang your heads and count your transgressions