Praise of Strength!
Weak minds shall perish!
Survival of the fittest
Chosen ones with enlightment of Lucifer
Strong is praise of self
not bowing for deities
All you lower cunts beneath me!
Fuck off and die, decay away
Weak minds shall perish!
Survival of the fittest
Chosen ones with enlightment of Lucifer
Strong is praise of self
not bowing for deities
All you lower cunts beneath me!
Fuck off and die, decay away
Losers of life
Whining weaklings
Take that knife
Trip to eternity, oblivion
And avoid of being crushed
By the elite of Satan
I recommend eutanausia
As a bullet in the neck
For all those weak
not smart enough to kill themselves
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