We must get rid of all the wasted piece of flesh We must return to our own true Nature We must reveal the Wrath within us (We must show this world that worths nothing)
We must rejoice our will to extinct The miasmatic plague of the planet That’s used to be called humans (We must admit our misanthropik thoughts)
For I, the misanthropist, the nihilist, the rebel An explicit mind yet so lonely A disgust for many, a saviour for the less Having a purpose to clean all that filth
Swallowed I am in a swarm of unclean humans The restless, the weak annoyed by the sufferance of betrayal Damned all happiness, pity their souls will burn eternally Under the burning skies, disgrace all holiness
All return to nothing and nothing remains in the void I converge myself in blasphemy
The ultimate of all sins Is the one you haven’t thought yet The stupidity of man will carry on But I won’t be there to see you smashed…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
