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The norms are uprooted from my mind and destroyed
Some barriers of lies and stench, symbolizing the weak and the hollow
From my subconscious see some secrets
Where a multitude of black phantasms are unfolding and see my true essence revealed

That's how in the blackness of life, I became aware of my being
This pact I have signed with my trembling hand while my body was shivering
I now accept to be lead by Satan in a realm that was mine in the ancient time of my spirit
For from life I have nothing to retain except the Death

Towards Reason have turned myself to lie in my Truth, the one I aspire to everyday in my life to breathe in my Death
Of purity I have been filled, to bathe in the elixir of my soul which, at genesis, has been spawned by the Reason
This is how my mind is, in this moribund macrocosm

And if of a divine gleam I have been one day touched, it's decided that I renounce to Christ and his light, to his father and his emanation
And in order not to perpetuate his works, it's more than once that my semen will fall to the ground, praising the Antithesis of life and destroy the duality
My fellow men I've hated for so long

Shameful I dare to speak here of a constant flux
Defying the understanding of superiority
Redefining the concept of unlimited imagination
And reducing perfection to a deadly wounded animal

Bacillus Infernus

It attacks the learned and the beautiful, setting in blood new standards already destroyed
Physical violence, mental completion, ideal illness
(Violence in physic, completion in mental, ill in idea)

A simple idea which would shake up the foundations of certainty
An exponential energy with emanations... from the Reason...
Where conscious and subconscious are merging
To such a degree it spawns an unquantifiable atmosphere

Time and distance, volume and weight, dimensions and speed
All notions erased forever
The coldness of Pluto and the burning hatred of Mercury
Released upon earth's equilibrium, lair of souls

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