Text: T.Scorn / Gideon, Music: I.Hate

I unmasked my genesis, this given inbound patricide
While clairvoyance killed the super-ego and this all meaning died.
I beheld a million brainchildren murdered on the illiberal pyre
And an implacable pandemonium of a prodigious wobbling hive
Draped in abounding droning shapes
Gifted a bluebottle fleece
Hymns scribbled in a spidery hand
Caught shifting in the breeze
As a rabis tragedian, accosting this imbecile morale
While impeaching their cerulean innocence my laceration of faith prevailed.
Debonairity instantly gifted, I now fail to bewail
their fall, as I sneer at their febrile fear and
halter their moribound call.
Patron of Misanthropy
Avatar of sanity
A bulwark in heathen lands
Blasted flawless by the sand
Embellished by its drudges and moldering sanctimony survives
Through incessant mystical obese which the samblance of truth denies.
Self-abnegation resounding and abjected to a gallantry-show,
Of needless flimsy threats - This the humans of Earth bestow.
Tracing lines with mounting glee
Flashed a web-cracked smile
Eldritch turns of father time
Concoction of mead and bile
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profound, in quile and iconolatry and gormless mass
is bound. Fragmentation of the perceptive and in the
nebulous enwrapped, signing the great necrology - By
odius gibber entrapped.
Widower of a numbing host
Communal vestigial bride
Litaire of immaculate zeal
Reinforce the "I"
In the maelstrom still imploring in coltish laboured
need, the headsmen of heterogeneity are a gasping
noxious breed. Dissimulating the plausible, nugatory
accolade of disillusion, with eveningsongs of
undiluted clemency drabbled in pure confusion.
Patron of misanthropy
Avatar of sanity
A bulwark in heathen lands
Blasted flawless by the sand
Above this quaint opulence, this risible neurathenia
of man, I cachinate as a blackguard, travelling these
dying lands. In the ablart of lamentation lupine I
walk in knavery, mordacious with an eerie truth - A
rampant obfuscating novelty.
Patron of misanthropy
Avatar of prophanity
The bulwark of these heathen lands
Blasted flawless by the sand