I stood in the sand from the mouth of the sea. And watched a serpent rise from its depths. Upon his horns rested ten crowns. . As the discord of trumpets grew unnerving.
Goodbye, I'll mend your loss. . Let the carcass of your martyr burn. In the process of punishment. Your ashes and embers will light up the skies. Let the carcass of your martyr burn.
Summon the servants that are chained at the throat. By a tarnished chain only devoted to their prosperous fathers. . A grip so tight it bruises the neck.
The earth slowly rots into a malignant tumor. Breeding no life for the future of the world. In wake of a nuclear war bodies rise from the fractured. And decomposing fields of abandonment.
Her mouth stands to convey. To convey swarms of plague. . Time corrodes. As her jaws have itself locked into place. At the grips of her own hands. This woman carries her victims to their passing.
Falsehood projects from a day to day instrumental broadcast. That flows through the net of mass media. The lungs swell as the puppets speak to the public.
It began under the dictatorship of a dark lord. With the mindset of world supremacy set in years past. Our nation picked up the pieces of a slain giant.
Epidemic once again uncovers its malignant crown. In one instantaneous instant. A man made formula hatches out of its shell to inch. Closer to suppress the living and breathing.
The blameless are succumbing to the ravages. Of warfare built upon capital and greed. The lords of corruption leave their people. To rot in the gore riddened streets of chaos.
His landscape. has been scorned with death.. Once a city, now laid to ash.. A decaying father. has left his bastard son. with addictions by his side..
Breathes, bleeds. . What stands before us is not a machine.. It breathes, it will bleed, and it dreams.. . Its body is covered,. In hundreds of wires..
Hell stands still with an empty throne.. With an audience ignited in the conflagration,. Composed by their lord.. Descending to their exhausted knees, they begin to,.
An incision leads to the future of the new world. A mark buried deep under the skin and flesh. Will divide and distinguish man. Signatures implanted on the hands and forehead.
Blood. Blood. For your lust of me. I cannot stop the pain. Why did you fuck with me?. And now I'm drowning inside. Though you are nothing to me. . You wanted to pay.
Taken by the benumbed hands of an overthrowing fabricated God. Sadism is fashioned to derive pleasurable. And gratifying entertainment among indoctrinated soldiers.
And he opened his mouth in blasphemy. Deluding their designated God. His men and women all carry. A sacrament of his number. . These followers with their mortality.
This nation is forcefully shackled to the fatigued earth it endeavors standing on.. Ruled and overthrown by tyranny and dictatorship weakening it at its delicate knees..
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