Searching for light in a cold house, is a desert, infinity of vacuum coins of lies asking for a place in heaven, in a first row that have been never there Worms eat the words hypocrisy and a rotten dawn you will never know you will never see that light Youll find no answer there the truth lies inside ignorance is paid with death your shouts just fade in darkness This is a hatred manifesto these are the principles of chaos. Triumph must be certain, and it takes violence. For the ages to come, with sword in hand, with the fire by my side, Im in war!
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