Awake, awake, awake! From the misogyny-fueled fever dream: That pestilential forced reality That focal point of corruption That has breed in the dark recesses and colonized our psyche That has spread in the dark recesses and colonized our psyche
Prostrate ourselves before the new gods Of Affliction, and Instability, and Misery and All-Suffering
We bring ruins to ruins We bring ruins to ruins We harvest the cankers We harness writhing torments To become embroiled in semantic apocalypse Locked away in the mansion of silence
I can't help myself, don't talk to me
Raze the grey throne of deep-rooted self annihilation That makes fetish of refusal and conceit of lamentation Yes, we have hatred Yes, we have hatred: A searing hatred for prevailing design A searing hatred for limiting beliefs A callous disregard for the ignoranceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.