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The brutal hymns of hatred, echoes in my brain
Madness dogmas creation, confessions of faith
Source of disaffection: here's no god for me
Is this recantation irreligion and heresy?

Worlds like dogs howl with pain
Painful presence of unnatainable
Worlds like dogs howl with pain
Painful presence of unnacaountable

You call me Antichrist, call me apostate
Maybe I'm schismatic, looking for sense of life
Is a sacrilege my own destiny?
Is this recantation irreligion and heresy?

Eyes-double see of despair
Mental suffering remains
Seemingly endless time, but the sands are running out
Beyond reality, beyond mind
There is everything and there is nothing

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