Lyrics
Challenge...a blight on a white landscape,
An entry, an abomination...useless preconception,
They stumble through existence,
On a conveyor belt, morbid trek,
In essence, useless...
I stand at the ocean in darkness,
Above the wind on a dune dressed in thought,
Through the black haze, things become clearer,
The plight of mankind...of existence itself,
The howling winds accelerate,
Thoughts of murder, fucking genocide awake,
Purest, unadulterated hate...
As the banner is raised again on the backs of the porcine,
Raised! A standard of battle for weakness,
Replaced…the God that humanity created,
Yes, God is dead but the sheep have evolved,
And continue to bleat, in unison...
Their ‘new world’, a million fucking objects, and,
A token lord from the golgothan blood orgy,
Surrounded by filth, drenched and festering,
Systems...ideals...rhetoric,
Step aside...
Insane rule...
Condemned to the fire...I condemn you,
With the power vested in me,
By myself...above you,
Heads Down! We trudge to our timely graves,
An Absolute Standard, a pathetic profligate,
With human life...maggot life, the earth a carcass,
Lord of the flies, their lord is the fly…
To them...food regurgitated in the form of prayer,
Justifying their parasitic life if the intention is there,
A HOLOCAUST!
Humanicide, a matter of swatting flies…
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