Bitter fog has crawled over this land
Fusty stench kills all senses
Crowd in dementia sways with no life
But still breathing

I hate squits and their empty words
You all shall be cursed in eternity
I destroy your dogmas so easily
And false feelings don't mean a thing to me

Closing my eyes a new idea comes to life
My sweet, perverse, cruel, evil plan
To bring this feeble world to its complete decay

The curse of an obscure mind
Comes as your worst nightmare
Take a look at the burning horizon
So you can see its signs

Sick possession of death and hate, That's what I feel each day
No cure I want but only dreams of mind obscure to become true

Drowned in impurity
In the abyss of my soul trapped
I perform a dance of my blasphemy
I stay in a dream of obscurity

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