Cosmic Seeds Of Anger And Dementia

Mutiilation

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    Far beyond the cold distant void, the universe curls closing
    The spiral to absurd dimensions over the static of god's existence
    Inverting laws of time, space and so death control, pure black anti matiere...
    The origin of chaos
    Perpetually changing shape, million evils faced,
    From sickness to war, from war to chaos
    Downfalling on itself... Degenerative particule, pure black anti matiere...
    The origin of chaos
    You say why? I say what for?
    We're just seeds of dust on a dead stone turning around
    A cold star in a depressive universe
    You say why? I say what for?

    Master of all plagues
    Use my soul to bless your words
    Tomorrow is out of reach
    Ideologize
    Illegalize
    Lie to tell me what I want to hear
    All is nothing
    Transformation
    Illumination
    Over the vast night of times
    Negation of my life
    In the black void of Satan, the mighty revelator of matiere and time
    Questions are not missing but your dogma makes me sick
    Repent in the name of who?
    Forgiveness in the name of what?
    Mysteries of satan
    Unblessed by the weak
    Tyranny to come
    Ingerate
    Inseminate
    Laws of the new one
    Abandon the crucified whore
    Terminate the reign of god
    Insurect the sign of the goat
    Over the ancient world
    Nothing is all

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    I'm now sure I'll die by my own, piss your faith on my face
    And be the fontain of my worst desires
    If only you dared to be something, something they hate and I stand for
    Drink my soul and make me die
    Sorrow destroyed the curtain of sensitive space,
    Destroy the feelings and suck out my brain
    This bottle will be my last fetish
    Next stop in a body bag
    But it seems so brieve and now I'm locked in a cell
    Stones imprison my face
    Anguishing petrified thoughts
    I never thought it comes this fast to begin to dig another grave
    No more time for remorse, I have to face damnation, hell is eternity

    Something is definitly dead within me, the small light which was still blazing before N-night
    Blown by a cold wind from the anguishing void, the black feezing breathe of the devil
    I hear the hearse' bells toll
    I'll close your eyes before you'll understand I don't want you to think by yourself
    Years betray the time left for me
    Unless you die forget the happiness for there's nothing finally at the end
    The other day I bought a gun
    I should think about using it...

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