Our time of visit is over
And over again
Kneedeep in false idols
Demonic fairytales, prophets of nothing
The great death of all oaths
Burn you all into oblivion
Poisoned to admire our race
Poison all of your ideas
Putting the final end to it all
Breathing out the mantra
Past present and future prophets
Mould into meatball
My sole fire in vast forest
Nibble slowly, cosmos watching
The great death of all oaths
Burn you all into oblivion
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