Luyện nghe bài hát I

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

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

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

This illness that whisper of, is that what makes me fail?
I see through the of the blind
Not clear what it is to be this self I dread, the immense, the I am
The turn, grinding away 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 immortality is not mine to have

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

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

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

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

derived from misconceptions
The features of truth
Silence in the core of
Untie its knots and set it

The of my existence is clear
Premutations of slaughtered
I alone will the dying sky
A servant of

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