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Weak Mankind

Letra: Balrog | Música: Beelzeb y C. Acuña

Blessed be the destroyers of the false hope,

since they are the real Messiah.

Damned be the adorers of god,

since they are sheeps of flock.

Your envy, hypocrisy, corruption, desires of wealths.

Strong feelings censured by the weak of minds.

Look but do not touch, touch but do not try, try but do not swallow.

They live and die with the false conviction.

Seated I will observe like

there is burned herdity

of censorships and impositions.

They will be tormented by the misanthropy of the darkness.

Prosecuted by his own prophecies,

and annihilated by the incarnated madness,

obstinate weak you are opaque light.

Do not blame you, just kill them.

The darkness is in your temple.

You do not bandage yourself to find your salvation.

His condemnation already has begin.

The morbid facts that pass to be doctrines.

This is the moment to stop

the prostitution of faith.