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Исполнитель: Outre

альбом: Hollow Earth

I find myself upon a hill
Bloodshot eyes, commination on my lips
Spell cast to the winds
Shall never resound in one's ears
None will bow before my will
By-product of cognitive defecation
Lone island on a sea of blurred faces
Building walls of dust
To oppose the enemy already inside
Exiled to the uttermost crowds
Raging wars against myself and everyone
Reigning over divine throne
Ruling the plagues of earth
And yet I find myself in a saddle
Galloping through steppes
Of faded promises
Battered limbs and razed temples
Intact with the fury that never was
At this point I wish there was an afterlife
A vision of eternal suffering pales when faced with reality
Wandering without a purpose
Not a threat but a sheer continuum
What a pleasure would that be
To swallow the dirt
Amongst the righteous
And the corrupt
What an optimistic prospect!
All are equal
No love, no morals, no hope!
Mortals! Your wine on my grave
And I shall feed myself with dust
Forever!

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