Luyện nghe bài hát I

I
I - this fractal illusion burning away all toward the obscene
I - to cleanse, to purge, to eternity and smother all life
Blind - these mortal men of clay, divine and dying in harnessed form
I - this furnace of hate. Bestial, pure

The swings semi-attached to the centre of all
I drug these minds into ruin and - the acid smoke of burning souls

is an anomaly. Disabled. What is true?
Not destined for incarceration. I crave my

This that they whisper of, is that what makes me fail?
I see through the of the blind
Not what it is to be this self I dread, the immense, the rabid I am
The cogs turn, grinding away at ceaselessness - it to dust

Re-desintegration. Convulse. A dead universe - this twilight
aligns. Sadistic me. Meant to devour. Despair
Sickened by the that immortality is not mine to have

A along a straight razor - dividing itself through motion
I charge this feeble of god
Laughing, drenched in the bile of
Chewing on the stinking of the crown of creation

Solitude in splendor has rivalled
Shrouds stained with vomit
Veiling the rotting of the masses
The strain of armageddon

Shifting worlds from chaos, to chaos, to chaos
I devour manure of existence - infertile, barren, whole
Rancid redeemer. deterioration of faith

Sacrilege in persona. In truth, fundamentally
A witness to this savage carnage. A frenzy of
The will to mutilate. deviation
The worship of the sick and will spread

derived from misconceptions
The dimensionless of truth
Silence in the core of
Untie its and set it loose

The inertia of my is clear
Premutations of slaughtered
I will behold the dying sky
A of eternity

Progress finally, emergence of complete
Here to reverse the flow of life
I