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An ode to the never ending most admirable force of self-destruction
that only mankind takes credit for.

Masses...
Deprived...
Prolonging forth
into one final march
Paralysed indifference
Succumbed from within
Staring eyes of the faceless
taking flight

Cold commitment
Blind fulfilment
Open up
'no god forbid it'
Lose your final breath into the sun
Arms wide open
Words unspoken
Another funeral dirge unbroken
Folding hands in prayer left in vain

..."Here comes the flood"

Deliverance
And the flock drops to its knees
Inherited
The guilt, the shame, the disease
Force-feed
Swallow now, the exit seed
You fucking breed
like multiplying rats!
All along and always have been...

Deflower Centuries
of Continuous Reveries
From the land of Nod we came
and thus... We shall return.
Introspectively woven with death
Gnawed, straight by the roots
From Archaeon into Oblivion

No child to see the newborn dawn

Masses -
Prolonging forth
into one final march
Deprived -
No child to see the newborn dawn
Deliverance -
And the flock drops to its knees
Inherited -
The guilt, the shame, the disease
Force-feed -
Swallow now, with demon speed
You fucking breed
like multiplying rats!
All along and always have been.

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