An Oath to Bleergh

We speak openly of Bleergh in this house. He doth rule our being. Believing in his ways is immaterial, as we have all exclaimed faint promise of hope that he will guide our chosen toward salvation. He cares not. His way is law, and we are all victim to it. With that in mind, play this as the next season comes. Our fandom exists because of or in spite of him. We are powerless. Obey.

In case you can’t hear, it goes as such:

Speak to me, my master
Speak to me, come save me
Redeemer, revive me
This black void, through my heart
I can’t see your dark sky
Almighty, above me

By grace, save me
Believe in me,
By grace, save me
Believe in me,
I am your lie,
(I am, I am)
I am your lie,
(I am, I am)
I am deceit disguised,
(I am, I am)
I am your lie,
(I am)

Speak to me
My master
Speak to me
Rise to me from the dead
Appear from this earth
This your world, this your hell
Forgive my feeble lies
I shall die

By grace, save me
Believe in me,
By grace, save me,
Believe in me,
I am your lie,
(I am, I am)
I am your lie,
(I am, I am)
I am deceit disguised,
(I am, I am)
I am your lie,
(I am)

As masses submit to embrace
And the maker reveals his one face (New York)
As the plague of humanity arrives (Goodell)
I drown in this blood contrived
Creator of suffering divine
Of baseness surmounting these minds
Of reflection and reason impaired
As grief trails endless despair

By grace, save me
Believe in me,
By grace, save me,
Believe in me,
By grace, save me
Believe in me,
By grace, save me
Believe in me,
I am your lie,
(I am, I am)
I am your lie,
(I am, I am)
I am deceit disguised,
(I am, I am)
I am your lie,
(I am)

Goodell remains a disgrace who rules above Bleergh. Until then, hope for above, dwell happily below.