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Spirit's molecules in the cosmos
(while) the dead white man stand upon his bed
Death used it's dices one time more and he us all!
And the are open

molecules floats in the cosmos
(while) the white man stand upon his burning bed
Death it's dices one time more and he fucked us all!
And the gates are

[Cultoculus & M. Fabban
Bellum omnium omnes
Bis qui se vincit in victoria

The is empty
The spirit start to the never ending valley
Where the dead-man touch the sun

Strong is the Karnix cry coming from the
Peccatorum
Peccatorum!

Air is dirty... radioactive and
and millions of candles
Millions and millions of

Echoes from the surface
Digital vibes, electric and grey lights

Generated from the earth's
And the dead man is walking
down?
... when illusions lives through it's vis
Giving back to earth a projection

While the dead white man upon his burning bed
Everything is down
In the of the Planet Satan!
Good and assemblage
and chaos
can combine!

The world is his
The white man is not in the world
The world is him.