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SAMPLER I :
I am a black whole to decorate your world
to swallow your desires to vacuum your souls

the massacre in your thoughts
the corps of your preys
the ignorance in your eyes
the emptiness of your brains

I am the burning beacon
who calls the death upon you
I feed the nasty daemons
who fist you while autopsy
I can't await those corpses
to burn into a crisp
the fission of their cells
the explosions within
your kind is a disease of potential destruction
you need to be quarantined in hell that ever burns
I feel the burning flames in which you will crawl
I am the bloody pain that in nightmares never hearts
I am your death
follow me
I am your death

SAMPLER II :
standing on the ashes at the end of the chamber
alone I fantasized what it could have become
if it would have been the same
as if it just begun
damned be the beast of life
damned be the beast of life
I chilled the studding of my arrival
the roots of ingnorance troubled my hope
putrifaction has now begun
But what i recive is no reward
A blackhole in the sky swolloes the horizon
The caults of nothingness announce their bloodlines
the smell of the poison misled on my grounds
commitment of plunder the taste of blood lust
the veil of existancce infesting in my mind
torchers me to stand forces me to devide
And I stand alone

 

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