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Truth &

[Text: T.Scorn, I.Hate]

false connotations, aggrandizing humanity's craven adoration
When offered, the true consubstantiation,
As if infatuated their own deterioration
"Very well, I have strayed and I have swayed, as I cried and died, wedlocked to invincible eternal darkness, which even their gracious sun must abide!"
Spurious of asinine approbation
Bedevils fledglings into insane theories of unique alienation
Sequestering the from its inavoidable convocation
In a play where faith is and religion lying veneration
Yet this scanty masquerate of canaille fear
Shall on a transcontinental scale when the antediluvians are here
Incarnations of immaculate clairvoyance and literal
Leviathans and valkyries of might and virility
Sirens of the beyond the embrace of the traducing
Patrician immortal ancients shanghai coils of choosing
The superabundance of ensures the total overkill
The point-blank annihilation of a praimte race standing
The black hand now the Zodiac to its cataclysmic end
A clarion-call throughout systems only the living can comprehend
Dominating an overcrowded plutocracy of plebescites by blindness
I was embraced by the in wait themselves as token of pitch-black kindness
To sublimate darkness in this parthenogenesis twice born
To consolidate and a catholic perennial dawn
To avow the convocation of pathetic squandering nations
As an incarnation of imperishable extravagance xenophopic lamentation
So come gracious Gothic gorgons wherefore our uxorious breed engender
My work-to-rule shall voraciously all thy forfeit mender
Germane the yokels of futile hieroglyphic oppugnity
Limelight now incontrovertible evidence of our forensic validity
Wanton and lovelorn the whosoever Utanapishtim
Torpid through humanity's my kind now ravishes the Sistine
Ultimately my enemies are all marionettes all and maimed
And regicide the gaunt retort of a red-blooded creature humans tried to
Thus the undecieved masses now bewail the they lost
While allies mainain the withering charade at all costs
world-scenario preconscieved by scornfull sighs
Attrition for the as pretenders are to blame for my previous lies.