Luyện nghe bài hát Hypostasis Of The Archons

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

The Black Hand
Your- reflex
You-
Of- the sham

planted in the Garden of
Earthly Corporate Temple

the baby-crackers
and echoed off the
like half-assed
with stupid macrame

Saran-wrapped SMI LE's
the Vajra Hell
and the "goddess" back to a world
already drowning in Snake Oil

Draw open the of the Abyss
where Mother and Father
keep up

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

And that PR tower
they shine the beacon
the vampirized world

Where "artists" back-engineer
their stupid props to attract the dim
to the dungheap
& now they all shovel
down the throat of their Moloch

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

All points of
are of sale
in the of the Visible
with Grand Scale Optics
Transhorizon offshore
offer you the best in False

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

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

watchful eye of the Unholy See
you Your Thirst like cap-
dogs, desires "liberated", free

Substitute Horizons,
Third world population transfer, no
Fetishized, Colonized,
Produce the new
download it to screen

Triumphant
We'll burn your Holy
and give you virtual
Triumphant
Panoptical
murdered race

the Antagonist,
on the Throne of this
Who dares him
build in the of God?
These are
sucked dry by the
of cryptotheocratic nightmares

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