This state of tedious behaviour, Enlightened with vomit and dirt, Gladly standing upon a pile of clay, The sewer duct ejaculating, Different types of waste, That slowly flow into a form of a throne.
Disgusting flies hovering, Over the stack of human trash, Those decapitated prevalent snakes, Still smiling with their shitstained teeth, Order irritates with its absence, While this feast for the eyes begins, Everyone wants a part of their enslavers, And there are still plenty of pieces to go on.
In this image of repression, We are the dead and suppressed.
This kingdom of ruins, Which feeds the feeble mind, Throwing a vast shadow, Over something we don't know to exist, The tentacles arise, Replacing my torrid feet, Thrusting through my intestines, Our skulls populated by parasites.
We are adhered To end this age, to reverse the faith, Dissonant voices gathered to undo this hell, Giant waves sent by the tectonic plates, Perpetual oscillations, Innumerable souls reduced to none.
In this image of repression, We are the dead and suppressed.
I became death, I became the destroyer of worlds.
We are adhered, To end this age, to reverse the faith, Dissonant voices gathered to undo this hell, Giant waves sent by the tectonic plates, Perpetual oscillations, Innumerable souls reduced to...
Giant hue of an element, Skyhigh suspicious creation, Man made concrete god, The shape of perfection.
Man made concrete god, Man made concrete god.
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