I scorn your existence
Your faith has no life
Imposition of limitations
Creeping lies
The social failed conventions
Rot with the sanctified
Suffocation - saturation
Misanthropic mind
Immersed in confusion and pain
Anguish of destruction
Breeding the seeds...
...of a hatred life
Your dogma was created
To slave the rats
Prisoners chained...
...in their own fears
I'm not a slave... i'm not a puppet
I'm master of my own mind
To desecrate the lunatics
With pure hate on my veins
Summoned to kill
And everlasting the horror of my revenge
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