ive watch the younger hang from the hair
the spirits on the manifesting
in the presents of torture
the older gods were bloodthirsty
and in that respect i'm one with them
they will be disgusted by humanity and i am one with them
so everything must go
k** it f**ing slow
torture the young
and rape the dead it all
then open wounds are
every pain i know
like the season of hatred that i have shown
my wings will grow
ive watched the child crying out in pain
a mother could not hear the screams
the reasons from my ways
the terrible and the trivial by dawn *
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every order in the universe is violent
so everything must go
k** it f**ing slow
torture the young
and rape the dead at all
the open wounds are
every pain i know
like the season of hatred that i have shown
my wings will grow
as a child i found a womans corpse
the innocence was lost yet
it set me on the course
and i still see in that theres beautiful