Luyện nghe bài hát I

I
I - this fractal illusion burning away all structure the obscene
I - to cleanse, to purge, to eternity and smother all life
Blind - mortal men of clay, divine and dying in their harnessed form
I - this of limitless hate. Bestial, pure

The pendulum semi-attached to the centre of all
I drug these minds into ruin and contempt - the acid of burning souls

is an anomaly. Disabled. What is true?
Not destined for incarceration. I crave my

illness that they whisper of, is that what makes me fail?
I see through the of the blind
Not clear what it is to be this I dread, the immense, the rabid I am
The cogs turn, grinding away at ceaselessness - willing it to

Re-desintegration. Convulse. A dead universe - Impales twilight
aligns. Sadistic me. Meant to devour. Despair
Sickened by the fact that immortality is not to have

A snail along a straight razor - dividing itself through
I charge this feeble of god
Laughing, in the bile of millions
on the stinking flesh of the crown of creation

Solitude in has been rivalled
Shrouds stained tarblack vomit
Veiling the rotting of the masses
The strain of armageddon

Shifting through from chaos, to chaos, to chaos
I devour this of existence - infertile, barren, whole
Rancid redeemer. Virulent of faith

Sacrilege in persona. In truth, twisted
A witness to this savage carnage. A frenzy of
The will to mutilate. deviation
The worship of the and degenerate will spread

Conception from misconceptions
The dimensionless of truth
in the core of undoing
Untie its and set it loose

The inertia of my is clear
Premutations of worlds
I alone behold the dying sky
A of eternity

Progress finally, emergence of doom
Here only to reverse the flow of
I