Shall I take pity on the sea of brightness Cover of obscurity gnaws My force And bring stench of disdain stench of contempt Deadly thorn of suicidal rituals! Scuked up at the breast of your whores!
Dance in Your rottenness! Whisper mutilates!
Successor of sordid detriments Wingless incest nourished with death Fuckers on the string pulled by their own belief Let me see your crucifixion
