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From the scorched land of a nuclear desert

The prophet returns exhausted and half-dead..

Withered eyenings,

Clotted Blood on lips.

Escaped from disorder,

He searched for the beauty,

Primordial sun, the untainted life’s force..

Foolish Oldman, dead Sun sheds no light!

It spreads only Death and Pain..

Ruthlessly..

His heart is burnt out

By these deathly rays.

Our future is lightened by the X-ray Sun!

No fucking Love, this world deserves Hate!!

Past memories,

Orgasmic bliss,

The new age’s sunlight

Brings decease.

The Martyr’s dead,

The faith is gone.

And rough shell covers

Thee forlorn…

The arrogant bastards, all-knowing nation

Has provided future for the next generations:

Synthetic sunsets,

Synthetic flowers,

Synthetic feelings,

Synthetic lovers.

The fading nature

In Iron illusion,

Sardonic creatures

In sexual fusion

The highly prepared

Decline of the Man,

Our future is lightened

By the X-ray Sun…

Deathrays close the pathways..

Procreating the Reign of Sunset…