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SHREDS
04:05
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The suffering of the flesh.
The agony of the soul.
A foul devotion of the madmen
Has ruined us whole,
In a veil of morals brought desolation.
And pushed us to the edge of self-destruction.
The dissection of the psychics.
The autopsy of your soul,
Raped and ravaged from the inside
By forces unseen.
In a a blistering pyre of pseudo-culture
They rule you through the cult of crucifiction.
Misery, set the fools free, grant their final desire.
And wither like a dream of their false messiah!
Demiurge masked as creator
Infects and rules the minds.
The perversion of your nature
Is a matter of time.
The religion of the eyeless.
An opium for the souls.
You took delusions for enlightment,
Collapsing the world.
They tear you limb from limb, then sow you again,
Now you're just another walking cadaver,
Swarming with vermin ideas an haunting desires,
To make sure you carry your cross to Golgotha.
A downtrodden beast, a sludgebound filth
On a leash of lust, and your curse will last forever.
Suffocating in a fever, feel slow agony!
You fester inside, being banned from the light.
So you could never see those shreds of of humanity...
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A.M.S.G.
03:12
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“Is God willing
To prevent evil,
But not able? Then he is not omnipotent.
Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent.
Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh evil?
Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God?”
(Epicurus)
Thou shalt overcome the weakness of flesh
And obtain the desire to become a god.
Or rot endlessly in a serpentarium
That philistines call human life.
Lurking deep in the caves of mind,
Both unholy and divine,
Diabolized in prayers,
Born in demonic frenzy,
Is the force eqaual to creator's.
Mesmerized by the power of life,
Drop the mentality of parasites.
Acknowledge the true master,
For his love is hellfire
End the politics of self-denial.
Thou shalt overcome the weakness of flesh
And obtain the desire to become a god.
Or rot endlessly in a serpentarium
That philistines call human life.
"Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam"
"Ad Majorem Satanas Gloriam".
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Обрети страданья плоти,
Ощути агонию
В безумной и грязной молитве,
Разрушающей всё.
Прикрываясь моралью, наносящей увечья,
Дойди до предела своих мучений.
Рассечение сознания,
Вскрытие твоей души
Изнутри зияющей бездной -
Скрытой силой, неведомой.
В погребальном костре псевдо-культуры
Правят тобой сквозь распятия символ.
Несчастье, освободи дураков, воплоти их желания.
И рассейся, словно сон, сгинь, как лжемессия!
Демиург под маской Бога
Заразил твой слабый дух
Извращение природы -
Дело пары минут.
Религия для слепцов с детства.
Опиум для душ.
Спутавших ложь с просветлением,
Возвеличивших чушь.
Тебя разрывают на части и сшивают заново,
Теперь ты очередной ходячий кадавр .
Кишащий ничтожными идеями и преследуемый
Желаниями, донеси свой крест до Голгофы .
Ты опущенная тварь, мразь на привязи страстей,
И это проклятье будет бесконечным.
Задыхаясь в своей горячке, прочувствуй агонию!
Гниющий внутри, ты свет не узришь!
Сокрытый от вечности в лоскутах человечности...
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609 Moscow, Russia
Holy Filth incarnated in a Death Sludge Metal act, that has risen from the grave of a Stoner/Traditional Doom band, smiting down tons of killer weed in a cursed Third Rome ghetto since 2011.
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