in times of emptiness and sorrow, my soul brims with hatred and despair this wretched world as meaningless and empty as all those pathetic beings cursed with consciousness
gazing with repulsion on mankind despicable vermin, abominations walking carcasses of spittle and dung mindless avatars of twisted appetites civilization a vast landscape of desolation and psychic slaughter
when there is not one soul left unravish'd
i will lie in the dampness of fallen leaves my heart will beat the earth's breath i will let my blood spill on exposéd roots no audience for my death rattle but the indifferent trees and rocks
my flesh i commend to the bosom of the forest my spirit awaits the solace of obliterationTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
