Predation. Upon our houses the hand of the dead. Upon our landscapes once blessed with decadence. Upon our souls the innocents have bled. Holocaust. Broken treaties, broken faith and broken bones. We scavenge weakness to assert absolute dominance. Indifferent to what decency bemoans. Weeping lesions. Symptoms of the infirmity. Gluttonous legions will rule the filth for eternity. Cruel, consuming needs of men. The constant hunger and drive for subjugation. Fools run perpetually. The parasite always bates with liberation. No waste of wanton onslaught. Flesh feeds the earth for yet another generation. Anticlimactic? Yes. But none the less absurd. The Antichrist an idea we named society. Melodramatic? Yes but most have never heard of a utopia formed without mass butchery. Whose depravity do you pray to? Which one's your demigod? Whose weakness do you pray upon? Spare them not the rod. Fratricide. Genocide. Whose depravity do you pray to? Which one's your demigod? Whose weakness do you pray upon? Spare them not the rod. Fratricide. Genocide. Predation. Holocaust.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
