Is that what I seem to see a conceit, An insight in occurrences to ascertain the sun Father knowledge, lead my way... The beauty of the constitution Begets a craving for the search The doctrine is bewitched By the whispering of... god?
"Follow your spirit to infinity."
Release my lungs from breath Banish the holy vow I made Robbed vitality Vaporous nature, scowling eyes...
Mortem peragrare On and on, into voodoo-cult.
Living through the new born pain Of time and history Dimensions burn their hateful signs On my defenceless skin. The voice I obeyed unsuspecting Belongs to death himself Woeful cries, shrouded in secrecy.
I will feel the frost again, There's no end but endless pain; Darkness, show me your disguise Omnipresent sin.
Father, honour's lost its worth Being is a lie; Segment of unconscious fear Father... widespread black you'll find
As you pulse, again and again In the different hells In the myriads Of your mind Pulse...
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