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| The ultimate evil is man kind. |
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| Slaves to the will of the cult. Damned in life, damned in their vision of what comes afterwards. |
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| Govern all of man. We are God. Praise our glory and buy our tshirt. |
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| A path for what pains us to escape. |
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| feed on me. feed on all of us. die. |
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| fear of a future without other complimentary souls. |
Label: Unreleased
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| Song I wrote for a friend. Relaxing, beautiful .. flowing like lava into the sea. |
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| a song about observing behavior of those close to you and contemplating the intent of their actions. produced 11/2001. |
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