The anti christal being munches with the heart of a tasteless fool
The blood of the once known furfiller, sees the bindment of actrocities..
of inner youth...
of race
of culture
of fucking religion..
of unparrallel hate.
Thrust down the throat of society.
Redemption sees its peak...
in you
In the demons of a lost boy...
Sing the fucking song of a million depths of pain...
The single sound....the bullet...the suicidal fucking thought.
Bring upon me o demon.......for christ himself couldnt prevent the deepest pit of darkness...
Society...
Where art tho?
I see you....
fuck me
over a deception i have found unbinding....
The light of another...
Push me through the breaking point of a innocent womb...
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