Lord of Mysteries: Adam the True Creator

Verse 1:
From death's cold grasp, a god ascends,
The True Creator, born from ends.
A hanged man on a twisted cross,
Humanity's pain, divinity's loss.
Evil spirit of the Fallen One,
The timer for resurrection has begun.
Verse 2:
The True Creator's followers proclaim
Divine potential in every name.
Trials and sins, a sacred game,
To scale angelic heights of fame.
Yet orthodox gods stand firm, opposed
To the hidden truths the Creator exposed.
Chorus:
Oh, Ancient Sun, your light still glows,
Through death and life, your spirit flows.
To rise anew and claim your throne,
But at what cost? What seeds are sown?
In twilight’s grip, your power grows,
The price of fate, only time knows
Verse 3:
In shadows deep, another waits,
An ancient god, guiding mortal fates.
Adam's face, a fleeting guise,
The Sun God's soul, never dies
Through epochs long, a plan unfolds,
To save all life and reshape worlds.
Verse 4:
The Twilight Hermit’s secret hand
Guides kings and fools throughout the land.
The Second Slate, stands profound,
To write the world, as Adam's vision bound.
He pulls the strings like a puppet master,
Leading as all towards a looming disaster
Verse 5:
A grand ritual across a continent,
Lives sacrificed, for a grim descent.
The king lies dead-an accident?
The Ancient Sun God's true ascent.
To Visionary, Sequence Zero,
A god reborn, a fallen hero.
Chorus:
Oh, Ancient Sun, your light still glows,
Through death and life, your spirit flows.
To rise anew and claim your throne,
But at what cost? What seeds are sown?
In twilight’s grip, your power grows,
The price of fate, only time knows.
Verse 6:
Two halves of one, forever torn
Adam divine, Creator scorned
One seeks power, one seeks control
A battle rages for one soul
The Ancient Sun God, fractured and strained,
Each fragment striving to reclaim.
Verse 7:
In Forsaken Lands, the battle draws near,
Two parts of one confront their fear.
Adam seeks fusion, to become whole,
The Creator struggles to maintain control.
On the mountain peak, a cross stands tall,
The hanged god waits, ready for his call.
Chorus:
Oh, Ancient Sun, your light still glows,
Through death and life, your spirit flows.
To rise anew and claim your throne,
But at what cost? What seeds are sown?
In twilight’s grip, your power grows,
The price of fate, only time knows.
Verse 8:
A revelation from ages past,
Of chaos swirling, and shadows cast.
A mortal man of science bright
Fell into darkness, rose to light
“Let there be light!” his words rang clear,
The Second Epoch's god reappears.
Verse 9:
The Ancient Gods He overthrew
Claimed Their power, His reign grew
Omnipotent, omniscient, grand
Creator of all, ruler of land
But deep within, a darkness stirred
The Primordial One's awakening spurred
Verse 10:
Two sons He bore to stem the tide
Of the corruption growing deep inside
Amon of Error, Adam of Sight
But treachery lurked in endless night
A feast of betrayal, a godly fall
The Third Epoch's end, the darkness' call
Verse 11:
Now the sundered god is whole
Adam the Creator, with one shared goal
In Forsaken Lands, they reunite
To reclaim the throne of divine might.
But at what cost will fusion come?
When light and madness become one?
Chorus:
Oh, Ancient Sun, your light still glows,
Through death and life, your spirit flows.
To rise anew and claim your throne,
But at what cost? What seeds are sown?
In twilight’s grip, your power grows,
The price of fate, only time knows.

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Adam and ASG ! ✍✝☀

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The best god of LOTM

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✍✝☀

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The writer kun

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Is that jesus with no arms?
How cruel!

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Is your name perhaps SIN OK? As in Sin is ok?