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Consciouness as a trap of the soul

Marching on, until my time has come

A mockery of sanctity, veiled in misery

The frailty of obedience, pale and decadent

To ascend and to strive

Burn and contempt the law of god

In their prayers, a plea of piety

While the flames of my contempt still burns

A mockery of sanctity, veiled in misery

The frailty of obedience, pale and decadent

Surrounded by falling deities

Distorted in their divintity

To ascend and to strive

Contempt the law of god