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La Fin Absolue Du Monde
[Music by Volos, Lyrics by Vastland]

Sarcastic skies sprinkle me with shadows,
Vanity of vanities left me alone at last,
I'm not live anymore and I'm not the dead,
My eyes see angry and calm, filling with disgust.

I feel the pain of earth, I know grandeur of death,
Leprosy of universe, I lust mass extermination,
Pathetic suicidal particles will burn in flames,
Ashes to ashes till full purification!

While you're dying, pray to your gods,
Make your demise despicable and miserable,
Your skin will dried up and blood flow out,
But your Messiah will deaf for your destructible!

See the End of parasites, observe and laugh!
See the End of diseases, observe and die!

La Fin Absolue Du Monde,
The world is dead, the world which never existed
La Fin Absolue Du Monde,
The kingdom has fallen, kings and slaves was mixed
La Fin Absolue Du Monde,
All fears and beliefs are burnt, life was dismissed
La Fin Absolue Du Monde,
La Fin…

More! More! Savage massacre, endless slaughter!
Gore! Gore! Sacrifice for serenity, fleshes is rotten!
More! More! The singed skulls and broken bones!
Sore! Sore! The Flaming plague, screams are sweetest tones!

La Fin Absolue Du Monde,
The world is dead, the world which never existed
La Fin Absolue Du Monde,
The kingdom has fallen, kings and slaves was mixed
La Fin Absolue Du Monde,
All fears and beliefs are burnt, life was dismissed
La Fin Absolue Du Monde,
La Fin…

Slave! Slave! You was dirty, you was cheap!
King! King! You were master, now you creep!
Slave! Slave! You was nothing, you was stunt!
King! King! What difference between you and servant?

Nails are pierced into you palms, feet and eyes,
Each piece of your body sinks in a pain,
The egoistical insect tries to rescue himself, but dies!
Nobody revels in the power, no one are fain!

Each creature is born to die. What the death is hiding behind the sacred veil no one knows. Each kind is measuring the life by the generations, each being by years. But everything dies. Mankind enmeshed itself in heresy. Humans are creating their own Armageddon, with each new silly thing make new step towards imminence. La Fin Absolue Du Monde. Any dead invented god will not rescue you. All angels will be rotting in brains of their creators. And demons will decay in heads of deceitful religious fanatics. The death is same for all. La Fin Absolue Du Monde…

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