It is here, beseech for fear
Abomination of the three levels is the cause of hateful skills
Duration of life is the kind of their immeasurable human side
Captured in flesh, strangulated with thoughts
Consuming their minds all humanity is lost
Creating new forms, celestial thoughts
Their comprehension of suicide is mutilating all ghosts
Morething - one of the greatest curse of gods
Can't stop him, the highest king of mental chaos
Deeds of pain and choler
The unskilled one is master under the sun
The kingdom of heaven is a wishful dream
But the end is unaware
Feeling so tired, knowing no home
Welcome disasters, lies are reborn
Destroying all spheres, feeling their eyes
Twisting the truth no one forget
The name of the liars
Collecting alls souls
We are marching through unreal worlds
Feel the icy breath of them
Give cruelty a new name
Psychotic carnage abash
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