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An ode to the never ending most admirable force of self-destruction

that only mankind takes credit for.

Masses...

Deprived...

Prolonging forth

into one final march

Paralysed indifference

Succumbed from within

Staring eyes of the faceless

taking flight

Cold commitment

Blind fulfilment

Open up

'no god forbid it'

Lose your final breath into the sun

Arms wide open

Words unspoken

Another funeral dirge unbroken

Folding hands in prayer left in vain

..."Here comes the flood"

Deliverance

And the flock drops to its knees

Inherited

The guilt, the shame, the disease

Force-feed

Swallow now, the exit seed

You fucking breed

like multiplying rats!

All along and always have been...

Deflower Centuries

of Continuous Reveries

From the land of Nod we came

and thus... We shall return.

Introspectively woven with death

Gnawed, straight by the roots

From Archaeon into Oblivion

No child to see the newborn dawn

Masses -

Prolonging forth

into one final march

Deprived -

No child to see the newborn dawn

Deliverance -

And the flock drops to its knees

Inherited -

The guilt, the shame, the disease

Force-feed -

Swallow now, with demon speed

You fucking breed

like multiplying rats!

All along and always have been.