Hotel California Unveiled – The Final Judgment

So, art thou here to witness if I've lost my sense? To mock or tarnish the grace of God, thine offense? Yet now thou art ensnared within my very word, Antechamber to the shrine my verses have conferred.

The Eagles did foretell my imminent stride, "Relax," the captain of both Heaven and Hell, "Into Hotel California, all are welcome to dwell, You may proclaim your exit, yet never flee the spell."

Innocent lives in Colombia I saved from despair, While you, media lords, persist to parade The deaths of the killers, a morbid display, I've condemned my pursuers, their souls dismayed.

Today, I've passed judgment on many a lot, Those who obscure my message online, On social networks and in the digital realm, Those who scheme 'gainst the truth, undermine.

Like the CIA agent who whispered to me, "Watch over your dear ones," his cautionary plea, You fail to see that I penned your destiny, Time is a construct of the fearful, my song

A man chosen as Prophet of the Divine, To command earth and heaven at God's decree, I won't vanquish those warriors this time, The children you've misused, they'll be free.

Heads of the world, Kings, bankers alike, Corporate members who plot in the dark, Against the King of Kings, you conspire, But your schemes shall wither, ignite a spark.

I've borne all tribulations my flock endured, From the West to the East, a global roam, From Indonesia's shores to Europe's bounds, Africa's expanse, I've called my home.

In honesty and truth, I've shone bright, You chose to destroy me as Cain once slew Abel, So all who worship at Caîn's twisted shrine, Shall receive their dues, no longer stable.

The Angel of Death shall claim your firstborn, To the prairies where angels converge, Your dearest kin shall be torn from your grasp, While mine, under my wings, they shall surge.

Spread my decree, heed Mose's ancient call, This is the final plague, obey and be free, Or be led to my realm, facing your fate, As foretold in The Eagles' sacred decree.