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I have lived through the thousand lives

I have died countless times

I slowly begin to remember what was it like to be…

Past times and future lives under the myriad of masks

I always tried to reach myself by irrational violence

Suicidal masochism, emotional self-mutilation

Bloodsoaked sacrifice for spiritual emancipation

Liberation of reason and sense

from the loop of the Karmic history

from the things that has been done to me

from the all things I have done

Reality reveals itself only through the death and pain

Human sacrifice

Hell calls hell, drink the poison

Wake up, wake up!

Demon est deus inversus

Mors tua, vita mea

Alienation from reality

makes the reality appear as escapism

Cycles of the fantasy confining the misery

Boiling to the point where the myths are alive

Whispers of the demons spell both prison and Catharsis

Demon est deus inversus

Mors tua, vita mea

Human sacrifice

Hell calls hell, drink the poison

Wake up, wake up!

”I” must burn to redeem myself

Human sacrifice

Hell calls hell, drink the poison

In the world asleep the one who is truly awake

comes out as a beast or a God

who acts like a fool and tyrant

Reality reveals itself only through the death and pain

Human sacrifice

Hell calls hell, drink the poison

Die now, just die now

Human sacrifice

Hell calls hell, drink the poison

Wake up, wake up

”I” must burn to redeem myself