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Introduzione
04:18
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In a stain of cum
03:45
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In a stain of cum
I see my future
And my past
Fucked
Wasted
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Abysmal Collapse
12:17
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Innocence
It’s not coming back
Too far beyond
Drunk on primal pleasure
Sucking on the juicy sap
Of reptile needs
Pineal satisfaction
Repetition of stigmas
Hoarding partners
Piling up failures
Crooked lipstick
Bloated red eyes
There’s barely anything
Left of you
A walking, breathing
Event horizon
Abysmal collapse
Of sex and flesh
A cluster of wants
And cravings and despair
You can smell it on others
And on yourself
They will never have what you have
They’ll try to take it
They’ll suck it out of your spine
They’ll make you pay
For the youth they lost
For the damp taste
Of graveyard soil
In their mouth
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4. |
Only Once
03:09
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Arch your back
Squeal like a pig
Drool for your god
Dumber and dumber
Blood and spit communion
A receptacle of fear
And insecurities
And lust
Post trauma resurgo
You don’t have to think anymore
Everything is your flesh
Worship death everlasting
Long for it
Wreck your body
Annihilate your brain
Each scar
Each bruise
Each burn
Each infection
A step closer
You can almost feel it
You’ll get there only once
Make it count
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5. |
Epitaph
06:03
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Your favorite literature:
French pedophile writers
Keep it hidden
Push it deep down
Polish it with old cum
Embrace oblivion
Stay on the golden path
Of grooming
Willing victim
Stretching your neck out
Gloriam in abyssum
Feed your own circle
Fall in your own trap
Crowned by your paraphilia
A dry cumshot as your epitaph
Apotheosis when your memory fades
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6. |
Chlamydia will blossom
06:36
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The ultimate sacrifice
To the only altar that matters
Time and time again
An oozing black spiral
That never really ends
Back and forth
Ad nauseam
Until it loses all meaning
Blacked out
Over the edge
Warpaint in glitter an puke
A maenad for the end times
Taking apart her own body
Bending her thoughts to the old gods of want
Cutting deep in the flesh of time
Far away from her own self
Pure nihilistic ecstasy
Synapses will crack
And chlamydia will blossom
She’ll bring us all down
Leaving nothing but human debris
It’s what we long for
And we’ll enjoy the fall
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7. |
An ancient tradition
04:18
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(From Thomas Ligotti)
An ancient tradition of scorn for our species
A universe of indiscriminate butchery and mutual slaughter
The tremors of chaos at feast
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