A fatal flaw in omniscient design No grasp of what stands before me yet I know him like a son This is perfection at its best His eyes know no fear and the ultimate truth A god of war who does not know his purpose A god of war A vessel for d**h Bred to end the bloodshed Not bred to be the apocalypse This pawn from the king of procreation was meant to wipe the board The last stand from the mightiest of nations has began to self-destruct His presence is overwhelming As much as I have feared this day I have longed for it to come We must tell him of the fate we desired, And help to make it end An act of regicide