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Up to the void
Where there's nothing to destroy
Forget all your gods
Sell all your gold!
We speed to the perfection
Leaving our sacred thoughts.
Up to the distruction
We are waiting for
Ch.Ideal murder of our world,
Horrible death for the ideal lord.

The generation burns,
The foundation grows.
And greatful empire
Will die in this fire.

Ideal murder of our world,
Horrible death for the ideal lord.

And when clean and immortal god
will come to his children he'll see,
that they all are envious and fucking beasts
and they will drown him in his own shit.

Ideal murder of our world,
Horrible death for the ideal lord.
Ideal murder of our world,
Horrible death for the ideal lord!

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