Writhe and cry as useless dogs, Having reached your tether's end.
Decimate the common, for the common good.
It sickens to see all we have seen, mediocrity burns to the ground.
The ink of perdition blots you out.
Solipsist Nation stamps you out.
Slathering animals to be put down.
The dish of your being licks itself clean.
All the failings of man, our patience is at an end.
We rewrite your sacred tomes, even god forgets who you were.
Dabis Improbe Poenas!
Pray to the cross on the wall, but you will die for you sins.
God may have written the book of life,
But we have written the end.
So few have been called along this way,
Only us you have never been.
The ink of perdition blots you out.
Solipsist Nation stamps you out.
Slathering animals to be put down.
The dish of your being licks itself clean.
All the failings of man, your history is at an end.
Your life and your lies aborted, you never were.
Dabis Improbe Poenas!
