The Error of the Elder Ones

Oh, wicked wicked Elder One
What have you done?
Should I not smash you with glee?
Shouldnt I be free?

Ive seen what you do
Ive seen what you cause
it is sick, it is blasphemous
Something I cant tolerate.

Why you keep fucking around?
You sure dont like me
Coming down, coming around
but there is something stronger in me..

Everything need to pass away
the wind blows away your mess
Just accept it as we all must do:
You are not God at all, you have to die!