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Fabricated sense of existence
Bleached expressions from the face
Annihilation bordering mankind
Poison the well to make it yours
Unprepared to suffer thirst
Spectral past
Echoing like a mantra
The noose slowly tightens
Humanity choking on itself
Discorded voices howl
Dreams isolated, imprisoned
Blindly cornered, facing the wall,
Chaos lost its order
And angels burnt their wings just so they could fall
World inundated by contaminated purity
Shrines so close together they form a wall
Utopia - the land of soil soaked with tears
The world burns!
The stench of scorched feathers spread in the air
All will end with a failed endeavour
Incognizant
Human soul devoured
The world burns!
Eradication and the purge of the Earth
The world burns!
In the end only ash will remain!
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A Void Reminiscence
02:43
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Thrown into the pit called existence, a call for blood implanted.
Born into the world of sadists, taught to feast on the misery of others
Stigmatized
A fate already chosen unaware…
None of the existing being perceives the life the same as the others
Perception of reality is based upon the environment in which the body exists
Frequently lured in a maze of self-absorbed admiration based upon nothing worth
Subconsciously seeking patterns in the world, to give existence a meaning, one must relinquish control of the mind, rise above the average and diminish the preset limitations
Contempt and bias fueled by ego
A perfect combination to insulate oneself from empathy
Appreciation - an emotion abandoned by men.
Unveiled is the true nature of the beast called human
None of the existing being perceives the life the same as the others
Perception of reality is based upon the environment in which the body exists
Frequently lured in a maze of self-absorbed admiration based upon nothing worth
Subconsciously seeking patterns in the world, to give existence a meaning, one must relinquish control of the mind rise above the average and diminish the preset limitations
Inadvertently limiting the adequacy of oneself disavowing the omens
Nonexistent and forgotten, a fate awaiting all of humanity
A void reminiscence… without a name
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The Purge
03:49
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There is no God nor masters you blindly chose to follow
Constant need binding you to your throne of thorns
Violence – mankind´s universal language
Severing the human bond still clinging onto the soul
Behead the lying serpent question all sermons
Bleed out the venom
Discard its poisonous lies
Envision the untainted horizons
Unshackle the forgotten perception
Discard all poisonous lies
Obscured era has ended
Time for a new consciousness to come
Deny oneself the blinding prayer, denounce the oblivious
Illuminate!
So now, start a fire to cleanse this tainted haven
Let the waters in, and drain the remains of the filth
Before…
The empyrean turns to void
And the sky accepts the red for its primal state
Denature the human being
Once evanescent soul distorts
Obscured era has ended
Time for a new consciousness to come
Deny oneself the blinding prayer, denounce the oblivious
Illuminate!
Merely a muffled voice buried deep, and forced to dwell
Can give birth to hope
But the idea, acknowledgment and sense oneself
Worthless if not nourished
Worthless….Nourished….
The eclipse of deliverance is upon
Justifying the trivial, unfit to sustain the essential
Compulsion divides the world
Even the highest pedestals eventually shatter
Time - The claws of the only god that ever existed
Death – its tool
Life is a paved passageway leading to nothingness
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Primal Un-Godliness
02:12
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Plague in my mind
Eating away
My capability to see
Look in your eyes fills me with ecstasy
While I watch you fade away
Stampede of extreme pleasure mixed with fear and self-disgust
What is done is done, there´s no way to save my soul
Warm breath becomes dead cold
Dye my dagger red...
Looking down on my grotesque work of art
Not my blood upon my skin, but I’m the one that´s wounded
Voices calling- confess your sins?
Or take their fate in your own hand
Evening the score with the world
Hell, upon thee- who made me something I despise to be
Pain- inside my head, hurts so much, but I still can´t feel
Death- my gift to you
...Walk upon the weak...
You were the first one on my quest to kill!
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Omnipotent
04:13
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When no more tears are shed upon the bodies
When all the grief is left behind
Inner demon once again lured from repressed parts of the soul
Executioner brought back
Soulless - seeking revenge
Without intention to stop
Hate and pain
Emerges to the point where violence is left
Hair frantically pulled down from the head
Beaten down and limbs torn off from the body
I’ll make you suffer
You’ll beg for a quick demise
While you stare into damnation
Feel the nails across your skin
Ripping the life, tearing the soul
Pale, pale are your eyes
Empty void left inside
Focused on the deed
With a vision how to end it all
Victims are not chosen any more
They are counted
Nothing more than a glimpse in the sky
Left in forgotten memory
Standing in a pool of blood, demigod awoken
Omnipotent, feed from the deed
Standing in a pool of blood, demigod risen
All now kneel in front of the one who’s chosen
To control the life
I the destroyer
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Rotten awareness
What´s left in your human mind ceases to function
Pathetic figure, abominating.
The stench suffocates
End this worthless accumulated miasma
Obsessed with putting your loathsome entity to death
Barehanded suffocate and beautifully tore your limbs apart
With precise cuts, my art comes to form, mastered the torture
Immolation purifies
Majestic canvas
Obsessed with putting your loathsome entity to death
Barehanded suffocate and beautifully tore your limbs apart
Your existence is pointless
Meaningless life of oneself
Pale heritage is lost, forgotten
Your existence, erased!
Rotten awareness
What´s left in your human mind cease to function
Pathetic figure, abominating.
The stench suffocates
End this worthless accumulated miasma
Standing above the body, analyze the cuts in the skin
Perfecting the art
Flesh canvas
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Stagnation
Ominous destroyer of lives
Life begins to pull and drain the spirit out of the body until the mind breaks
Since man enslaved the environment no pressure and resistance is applied to new generations of weaklings, resulting personalities morph into a clustered identical one with a lack of unique capability to survive
Individuals showing the impulse to grow above the boundaries of the pre-defined limitations are infected with fear and doubt, abolished and shaped into aspects to fit.
Mind fixated on a pre-implanted credo
Under the assumption it is the valid one
Leaving no room for perception to grow
Condemns oneself to a life in a blinding deceit
The importance of matter involved is greater than ever
We just stand here forlornly waiting to wither
Time’s purpose is not to serve in the favor of us
Without contingent of prosperity the gap in which we fall is getting deeper
The ever growing pit of bleak despondent souls is the wound of humanity
Since man enslaved the environment no pressure and resistance is applied to new generations of weaklings, resulting personalities morph into a clustered identical one with a lack of unique capability to survive
Individuals showing the impulse to grow above the boundaries of the pre-defined limitations are infected with fear and doubt, abolished and shaped into aspects to fit.
Slipping through fingers
Losing grip of our actions- life ends
Cleanse of mankind is long overdue
Downfall of man brought upon humanity by the lack of minds abstract arranging matter
Guided in a way there in no abstract path to a solution
Scattered at the presence of newborn weaklings high on groundless ego
Finite- the circle ends!
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Shroudslice
03:34
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Deliberately chosen and found
Unaware, awaiting your demise
A memorial taken from you
Insults and humiliation suffered
It was you who put me where I stand now
Bastard
Liar
Unworthy weakling crawling under my feet
Feel the fury
And the wrath of me
Stigmatize the world
Watch it till it burns
Crumble like a suffocating dog right before the end
A vigorous effort
Meticulous vision of abolished life
Foul act in motion
Covered with the shroud
To hide the face-mutilated
Torn and slice taken to remember
Bastard
Liar
Unworthy weakling crawling under my feet
Feel the fury
And the wrath of me
Stigmatize the world
Watch it till it burns
Crumble like a suffocating dog right before the end
A new pleasure is born
Verging on depravity
A piece is taken to fill the vision
And replace the pain
To see, to take the memory with me
With every soul collection grows
A piece of shroud to fill the vision
And ease the pain
A fiendish delight in causing strain
Malevolent portrayal of constellation of death and life to act upon - awaits
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F.E.AR.
03:51
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One can be amazed by the persistence of the anomaly striving to become a constant until the pitch black veil obscures the view in to the soul
Blinded with smoke of the fire consuming the world and the existence of the idea
A physical presence is merely a state of mind in which the energy´s conditioned to exist
A vigorous dark matter lingering among the vivid luciferous creations
Its presence crumbling the exigent nature of the vagary
Mesmerized is a certain point when the energy of the being is no longer stable
An opposing energies morph together and therefore cause unbalance in coherence of the body and the soul
Why does One feel different than the others?
Is there a way to break the circle?
Or is the One, the only true form still not infected by the surrounding environments weaknesses
A sanity under siege resulting in a mind forming a state often considered trivial
A deception implanted in the conscience, a false sense of security in a distorted surrounding
Why does One feel different than the others?
Is there a way to break the circle?
A fallacious detail with a colossal effect nurtured from insignificant speck of thought
See
Me
Now
I am the end
Habitat is considered perfectly safe if there is no deviation from the settled environment
So what is the part of the endless cluster that disrupts the cohesion and cause a disturbance in the essence of life
There is no angular trajectory of the thought, since it’s constructed from all surrounding particles
See
Me
Now
I am the end
A black hole
Consuming the mind as you sleep
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10. |
Violation Of The Mind
05:23
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In the expectation of the end
Is the wait that bears the burden
But only acts committed by myself brings me closer to the feared final
Words will cut you deep
Penetrate your soul and through your flesh
Promises violently affect, is anything real?
I bury myself in a box full of broken glass
Endeavor a glimpse beyond doubt
Indelicate self, distorting my frame of reference
Ingest the lies that makes you hollow
Existence of my singleness suffocates in a treason of my mind
In hate infested soul evil dwells
Immortality fades away...
Words will cut you deep
Penetrate your soul and through your flesh
Promises violently affect, scar is eternal
I bury myself in a box full of broken glass
The view is facing straight
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