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Premonitions felt among us,
What will be done to persecute these visions?
Cataleptic and nefarious right to the core,
Bloody excursions of a man amoral.
Tragedy is upon us,
What will be done to persecute these visions?
Sinister and pernicious,
Rightful rejections of the God of Wisdom.

Caught within the fires of frustration with no chance to rebuild,
Brutal rejection of sacrosanctic values ever unfulfilled.
Premonitions felt among us,
What is done to persecute these visions?
Cataleptic and nefarious.
Brutal rejection of sacrosanctic values ever unfulfilled.

My only wish, to disappear,
To exit from this atmosphere.
Wicked admonitions are masking among this filthy composition!

One lone purple hyacinth now signifies my consecration,
A nihilistic error breathing in the smoke of failure.
Everlasting sorrow with no hope for a tomorrow,
I'll leave this macrocosm once I'm sure no life will blossom.

Caught within the fires of frustration with no chance to rebuild,
Brutal rejection of sacrosanctic values ever unfulfilled.
Premonitions felt among us,
What is done to persecute these visions?
Cataleptic and nefarious.
Brutal rejection of sacrosanctic values ever unfulfilled.

Caught within the fires of frustration with no chance to rebuild,
My only wish, to disappear,
To exit from this atmosphere.

Divine figure begone!
One lone Hyacinth burns.

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