Your throats are empty and your words are shallowYou are too weak to understand that the time for revenge has comeI'll see your suffering, it is infernalI will show you your faultsI will pound you till you fallYour weakness enslaves you, binds you to your primitive thoughtsKneel, as a slave before a master, for you the pain has just begunYou disgust me with your base existenceYou're just apathetic excuse, not what they call: a manYou're just a soul in a human shell, not a soul with a true existenceI'll liberate you from this cage of fleshNow is the time to fucking dieDie like a pig, die like a cowardDie like a mindless shellDie like the rest!I close my eyes, focus my aggressionFocus my will, reaching out with tendrils of hateMy mind's eye, burns your soulSears your flesh, caress you with deadly rageI open my eyes, your corpse still burnsNo match for my fiery hate!Aggression abating as you wither:
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