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The end begins now, Lay down your weapons and accept your final destination. Starting with complete castration, on with the mass mastication. Let's show these bastards what they are, and begin The Demonization.Your facades they melt away, the skies rain a velvet spray, those who believe in God needn't pray, we own your souls....
This is not the rapture, we are not the anti-christ. Drown yourselves in blood of worship, spare yourself the fear of death.
The lies that you spit , will come to fuck you in the end. The lines tethered from you to God, are slit much like your throat. Raping and killing, you all will be our ecstasy. Rupturing your guts with our incisors, bleed. Incisions releasing your fluids. Rupturing your guts with our incisors, bleed mother fucker, bleed.
The slit on your throat is not in vain.
We've untied your eyes, from behind your back. You swear, by your lies, though your laid out on the rack. None will be martyred, for there'll be left none to worship, for there'll be left none to worship.
You should be praising the ground that you walk on, not the money in your hands. You live in a world of simulation, soon to be a desert of decimation.
Sound of extinction echoes the universe
This is not the rapture, we are not the anti-christ. Drown yourselves in blood of worship, spare yourself the fear of death.
The lies that you spit, will come to fuck you in the end. The lines tethered from you to God, are slit much like your throat.
Our mission is utter devastation.
This life hanging from the end, this time, your life. Seconds from the end, your life. This is the end, this is the end now. Bow your fucking head, This is the end.
Begging and pleading for life, is wasting your air. Plant your face in the dirt, become the earth.
Raping, and killing, you all will be our ecstasy. Raping, and killing, you all. We are not the anti-christ. Drown yourselves in blood of worship spare yourself the fear of death. This is not the rapture, we are not the anti-christ.
Drown yourselves in blood of worship!

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