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And in the End We Are All Nothing

we live in the waiting room of broken dreams, learned that the future is never what is seems. and as all things must end, thru dirt or thru dust we are, until the black death takes us 

Biopsychological Enslavement

We are a race genetically transformed to act like they want, an illusion fully benefic for our controllers a specie which fights for this world for unlimited power. we are a mechanical army programmed to destroy all the natural things on earth, growin...

Extinctionists

Blur echoes of ourselves, this is all that we can only become advancing through decades of empty lives. a passive figurant of time, a society of ghosts. i've lost all faith in this pitiful race from history we never learn, humanity has got to fall in...

Idols of a Forgotten Epoch

We won't ever be able to tame the hunger for power that has been poisonning our minds forever It is part of our nature It will take you all what you never thought you'd loose Desiring everything is a way to fill our universal emptiness of life Not a...

Pillars of Immorality

Shepards of a nation, controlling the whole population Eradication of free will and recognition, that all pain could fade with one simple ignition, a whole race has lost their souls, has lost themselves a calamity, brought onto itself gluttony for m...

The Atrocities I Deserve

WE ARE THE WRETCHED ONES If all of their heresies were proven real, and judgement day was yet to come, then of all lifeforms we'd be castaway and as a whole race we'd be driven off this world by the gods. But since morale and good will are societic...

The Emptiness of All Things

The darkness, the evil and infinite sadness have always been the same for every human that once lived. The records, the poems, the writings and all what fallen societies have left to us All witnesses of the common demon they all had, the grudging kno...

The Nightmare Pilgrim

For centuries the repression of art and science blinded us, enslaved us but now the threat they face is the very modern knowledge that arose in us under the stars lies the kingdom of our knowledge the passion we have for the science of our world. but...

Until the Black Death Takes Us

burn my wretched corpse and yet another will rise. until the end of all time. to prove that we are nothing.