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Once more
The prince who rule the world retrogressing
To cave-dweller times
Everywhere there is nothing
But torture and murders
Butchers take care of the butchering
Loose the illusion
Of a fucking millennium of peace
And once more
Each new day expecting things
Worse than the day before
The blood is flowing
And there is no end
To the mourning
You can never comprehend
The bounds of a human being
What millennium is it out of doors?
Dead the dead, out of sheer hatred for life
Could not it be even worse?
The stench from
The torture chamber
What millennium is it, out of doors?
The stench from
The torture chamber
By the implacable laws
Of warrior tribes
Earthly lords, as well as heavenly gods
In the midst of the dissecting room
Order the dreadful customs, and
Sadistic deviations
To assail the earth
Snatch it out of the universe
Make a general darkness
Turn this globe into a second sun
Set fire to the world
By celestial rays
Everything deserve to perish
Make a crystalline planet
Cleansed of all life
But let hell exists
It would be too unfair
If there were no
The prince who rule the world retrogressing
To cave-dweller times
Everywhere there is nothing
But torture and murders
Butchers take care of the butchering
Loose the illusion
Of a fucking millennium of peace
And once more
Each new day expecting things
Worse than the day before
The blood is flowing
And there is no end
To the mourning
You can never comprehend
The bounds of a human being
To assail the earth
Snatch it out of the universe
Make a general darkness
Turn this globe into a second sun
Set fire to the world
By celestial rays
Everything deserve to perish
Make a crystalline planet
Cleansed of all life
But let hell exists
It would be too unfair
If there were no