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Death Is the Only Truth
06:49
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Fate is inescapable
But fate does not exist
Death is the only truth
Therefore
Death is the only fate
In the hearts of men
There is lust for death
As there is fear of death (in the hearts of men)
Rare is compassion
Rare is benevolence
Innocence expires young
Regrets stay with us
forever.
For he who cherishes life
Death comes swift as the wind
For he who prays for death
Life is a slow, painful decay
Every one of us One day
will see the sun for the last time
And when that day comes
The Night will be our home
Forever
The wonder of being alive
Ever haunted by the promise of death
Our fragile mortality
Is the only thing that means anything
If we lived eternally
We’d be yearning for the sweet release
Of Death
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Hypochristian
05:17
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Drowning in lies
Infected with spite
The Christian mind
Denies its own eyes
Allergic to evidence
Obsessed with providence
Rotting in its own obsolescence
Preying upon the young
The nubile, the servile
The sodomites from their cross are hung
Open your eyes
Don’t swallow the lies
The Nazarene’s cloth
In tatters it lies
In Golgotha
Only thieves and whores
Bore the crosses
And their bile spat forth
X2
Absolutely useless
Terrified of truth
Priesthood spineless
Feasting on the youth
In the cesspit squirm
All you flaccid worms
May the pope reap blood
From the skies above
Born Again
Rejecting the faith
Born Again
Embracing the hate
Born Again
Rebellious Irate
Born Again
Beliefs desecrate
Sick of this state
Of the lies they dictate
We spit on your laws
And point out your flaws
We reject
Your doctrine of rape
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Pilgrimage
08:06
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The storm is worst when it is calm
Impending doom we cannot flee
We are corpses in the waiting
A breath away from the end
Impassive spurts, familiar pains
In furtive glances seeking glee
The smoke is drifting, it is fading
Piss-drunk marching to the end
Forlorn borrowed time
Wasted existence
Vying for the unknown
Invisible Afterlives
A trudging, languid
Pilgrimage
Over a long, jagged road
A journey towards
The end of it
Death travels slow
The storm is best when it is pain
Impending doom fills me with glee
We are corpses slowly fading
In the end we piss away
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His Left Hand Costa Rica
Confront Hypocrisy.
Reject Ignorance.
Scorn Zealotry.
Embrace Fundamentals.
Acknowledge Death.
Worship Nothing.
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