O / Óð / ...and None Shall Escape Death
This twisting turning disease… designed for torture and scorn.
carefully crafted to make me suffer. the siren call of death: this cold concussive knife!
to fucking suffer and maim! that is our purpose: to fade into the sand, To breathe until our lungs ignite, And spew forth… annihilation!
Do you know the songs of death? did you have them sung to you - since birth a blissful hymn which many claim to know but only those who feel it's bite will truly know life, Unchallenged.
Death to these fucking parasites, gnawing at the roots.
an inescapable maw of true violence - realized inspire me and let me Suffer I wish only this: To send all dogmatic cunts to the fucking wolves!
Do you know the songs of death? did you have them sung to you - since birth a blissful hymn: that many claim to know... And all will feel its bite! And None Shall ... Escape!
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