Luyện nghe bài hát Hypostasis Of The Archons

You animators, charcoal burners,
moulders of wax, adherants to the

The Black Hand
Your- agnostic
automatons
Of- the sham

You're planted in the of
Earthly Corporate Messiah

the baby-crackers
and off the Bardo
half-assed Prometheans
with stupid macrame

Saran-wrapped neurotic SMI
around the Vajra
and sold the "goddess" to a world
already drowning in Snake Oil

open the curtains of the Abyss
where and Father can't
keep up

switched to Merck-Amphetamines
Our Fearless Leaders
packed their bags for

And from PR tower
they shine the down
the vampirized world

Where corpse-fucker "artists"
their props to attract the dim sparks
back to the
& now all shovel shit
down the of their beloved Moloch

I've watched the best minds of my
prostrate themselves before the of
Evolution
like a of fucking dressed-up rats
spreading "civilization" its the plague

All points of
are points of
in the Market of the
Equipped Grand Scale Optics
Transhorizon nations
offer you the in False Frontiers

A
is a resource to be
like any product
only, one sells itself

Where Good is the of the Slave
and Evil is the of the Overseer
The takes no heed
(but is there such a Master?)

Under eye of the Unholy See
you Obey Thirst like cap-
tive dogs, "liberated", free

Horizons, full-screen
Third population transfer, no need
Fetishized, Colonized,
the new location
download it to screen

Triumphant
We'll your Holy Land
and you virtual space
Triumphant
Panoptical
human race

the Antagonist,
on the of this world
Who help him
build in the House of
These are
sucked dry by the
of cryptotheocratic nightmares

So who defend the Temple?
NO ONE! NO ONE! NO ONE!
it down!