Luyện nghe bài hát I

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

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

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

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

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

A snail along a razor - dividing itself through motion
I charge feeble product of god
Laughing, drenched in the bile of
Chewing on the flesh of the crown of creation

in splendor has been rivalled
Shrouds stained with tarblack
Veiling the eyes of the masses
The strain of evolves

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

Sacrilege in persona. In truth, fundamentally
A witness to this savage carnage. A of animosity
The will to mutilate. deviation
The worship of the sick and degenerate will

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 slaughtered
I alone behold the dying sky
A of eternity

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