1. |
I
03:21
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The tracery of slipknots
Falling from the skies
Decorating the halls of greatness
Of the human realm
The lead bullets are cast
From starry phosphoric dust
The hordes of pitiful fear
Slaves of the human mass
The answer to the existence
Is razors sharply cut
The awe of face of Death
The shadow of the holy cross
At a solemn moment
On your deathbed
Inhaling for the last time
Take the sins of others as your own
Dying with a smile of bless
Thinking of redemption
You should remember
You will rot in the grave
The slave from the horde
Forever you are
And your lot
Is only a dying wish
Accept it and begone
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2. |
II
06:39
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Needles are digging under my skin
Dust is in my lungs
Asphixia and throes of pain
To Devil’s glory and mine
Infections find their victims
The sufferings are empty and infinite
And life is only a pitiful jiff
To Devil’s glory and mine
Pitiful god’s fools are lazy
They stand beggars
Prayers for happiness are tacit
To Devil’s glory and mine
Killing each other
Being hanged or maimed
Burying oneself alive
To Devil’s glory and mine
Perversion, incest and infantilism
Their bond is strong as ever
And idiots degenerate
To Devil’s glory and mine
And thousands of other vice
Committed by the son of god
Unknowingly… he sins
To Devil’s glory and mine
Insanity, dismay and futility
Dissolve in the Great Darkness
Where we all dwell
To Devil’s glory and mine
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3. |
III
05:39
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The streams of thick blood
Seethe leaving scalds
Filling the rivers with the black poison
I’ve put my blood into the stream
I’ll cut the flesh in the scarlet glow
I’ll knife it till trance
I’ll beat it till mortal vomit
I want to touch the Abyss
To desecrate the flow of life
To pour my pain inside
As the fury of delight
Virus and ills of my deep wounds
For the sake of abyss of Freedom
I want to sin first
I want to make a filthy spell
By blood to desecrate the waters
The source is holy, the source is pure
Drink and feel the suffer
Enter the halls of spell and penance
And learn the joys of life from the inside
To rush in the dark alleys
Strike and mutilate the covers
Destroy the forms of god forever
Looking into the dark of bleak eye-holes
Rivers of blood are all around
The junk of people consuming them
And illness takes away
Those who haven’t gone themselves
Drink insatiably
Choke
Struck by black pest
You are of no use
Nobody needs you alive
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4. |
IV
06:39
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Let the ail
Flow through you
Destructing your consciousness
Mortifying mind
The bleak light shimmering
Shabby walls
The four columns
Of a cozy grey world
Columns of the Universe
Rats’ holes
Safe shelters
Filled with grub
The speeches of preachers and dictators
Are in the air
Viruses of the everyday
Spiritual downfall
You beg the walls
Gazing into the air
The wombs of earthly creation
Await the awesome attitude
Spasms of existence
In the rats’ holes
Among waist and dirt
Ails of seclusion
Thoughts worming mind
Hopes for the skies
And fruitful prayers
Of a helpless greedy anger
Warm water
Cut veins
Weapons prepared
Drugs… a jump into Nowhere
Among bleak lights
Among shimmering candles
A hook and a slipknot
Way to the gates of paradise
Dirt and sand
Scraps of yesterdays’ papers
Letting you know
You are gone
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5. |
V
07:43
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Within the stench of clammy walls
Within suffocating darkness
Works and intentions of great deeds
The fire shimmers, feel the heart- beat
The mental process is decaying
As inner bastard raving inside you
His baneful passion
Unknown fanatic moral
The world embraced by fire
Dissecting thoughts
The inner bastard rebelling in you
Calling for the last fighting
Since years of seclusion
To recollect the instant thoughts
To pull the trigger
Not leaving a farewell
Your time has come to ACT as god
It’s time you cleansed the world
Without scorn, without laugh,
Without needless pity words
The world aflame, blood-lit walls
Shades and cries of suffer
The inner bastard triumphs outside
Act - while not trapped!
Demented mind, the visions of hell
Unbearable dark pain
Tormenting my flesh
Cherishing my soul
Only dead bodies are left
Instead of charitable acts
The payment for the labours
Is your death in agony
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6. |
VI
04:25
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The ail is flowing
Its currents are hidden
As a mental virus
Up to the critical mass
Cirrhosis of the message
Scriptures from Heavens
Of decaying members
Fears and actions
The open coffin
Calling and alluring
Destroys the delight of life
While I’m alive
And time is cutting
The sacred body
Spasms and pain
The agony of death
Fear of Abyss
Gives birth to Element
Armadas of insects
Eating life out
Licanthropes, sadists,
Deviants and usual killers
Humanist wretches
Kill and devour
Kill and devour
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7. |
VII
05:50
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We may discuss for ages
The nature of things and matters
Who created this world savage
And where to place Hell sacred
What is mortal and beautiful
God-like and unearthly
If there is a parallel world
If there is Netherworld
What all these wretches live for
When mighty minds
Numerous slaves of God
See destruction as their goal
More beautiful is life, sweeter is the feast
The taste of blood on my lips makes me fly
Turn people into angels of their death
Into rats and fearful kids
In the sacred book and Scripture of Sorrow
The promised equality
Is written and sealed
By slavery, humiliation and sin
Without doubt, there were brave inventors
Of machines of destruction
As genocides and holocausts of their creation
Favours of medicine and numerous are ills
You and your creation
Are dragged slow but steady
To oblivion and death in the Universe
Where all this shit shall forever be
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8. |
VIII
03:42
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Light that shall kill all living beings
The matter is secret and causes animal fear
The black Nothing is the dust of Devil
A knife in the neck of each of us
As all living inside Heavens
Decays and rots very soon
So the Black Nothing devours you
From the inside, outside and near
And feeling the defensive instinct
Trying to live a worthy and beautiful life
Everyday we put the needles of pain
To our chests, eyes and skies
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