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When you acknowledge the price of life

and the importance of being humbly alive

you suddenly feel so small and unprotected

....planets unknown circle your skull

while greater is the cheering of your wives

roaring in ecstasy like savages untamed

their climax seems to be the last, eternal

bathing in piss and spit so warm, so warm

so warm it is this beautiful season

when we embrace life at the fullest

no treason!

A wide open vagina is my goddes!

We fill the Earth with cum!

you watch us from your hides, trembling with eyes of ungrateful children

You desire to be me just to see the things beyond

but you only rely on the misery of your imagination

never growing on your own

you will jealousy say this is a rape of society's values

and then call me a thief

but that's exactly who you are, mundane!

this shall serve to block and reset your brain

a torment so necessary for the sweet people of Midgard, suffering is necessary beyond explanation, suffering is your day and night

exhausted you seek shelter losing sight

fearing a future radiant light

one glorious Summer, everlasting

when all of your shameful sins and lies are out to be judged under the Sun, it is nothing new for us...

you pretenders weren't so friendly with Venus

we knew already about each occasion you failed to jump into the fire... Miserable liars!

refusing reality, accepting a life of treason

repeating stereotypes and obeying rules made by others, made by one loser father a figure close to the Judas and the Nazarene altogether

all over the same roads you marched for ages

all over the same region you marched for ages

and swam into the same lake and fucked the same ugly whore, a cheap cheater too...

while we impregnated Midgard

and we fed a horrifically bestial fire

now we are heading home from the Stars!

This was the closest you could get

to the cold breeze of a boring glimpse of flaming sinisterism

the wind of all plagues blows stronger far away from home

excitement is for the one who seeks into the abyss

and leaves it all behind...

you are the manufacturer of your own misfortune!

we are starving the flock, to Death!