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I no more want to deal with the light
I no more want to use the slang of life
I'll no more say 'I am' without blushing
Breathing indecency due to the abuse of auxiliary verbs

Man was thinking of dawn....built on a pile of shit
Opened to his task, studying his fall and run to it
At the entrance to a new era, the one of self-mercy
A second fall, more scornful than the first

Consciousness dwells the void after your mind corrodes your existence
Need to be a mesmerized believer or idiot to integrate reality
Reality fading at every doubt or anxiety wave

Then he accesses to the highest privilege
Of getting lost, prime sicko of nature
Corrupting the seeds, vice without instinct, destroying strength
The universe rots at his touch and time flies away

With havoc
With hunger
My jaw in your wound
No hatred, just fate
Just Passion
My foot on your neck
You'll praise me when
I'll be upstairs

He could succeed and fall only upon the ruins of elements
His task fulfilled, he's ready to disappear
For how many centuries will we still hear his yell?
We still hear his yell...

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