Noothgrush piosenki

Born into a state of decay the spirit, like soil, erodes. Devoid of sustenance, all life withers. Infected from the beginning, bred of negativity. Engrave my hate in bitter skin. Drift into a comfortable abyss. Embittered from years of this,...

Useless human mind, searching for control. Forced a weak creation into existence. Gave it human form, such a tiny mind. Then he wrote the words, "Ignorance is bliss". First, this God punished, then it turned its cheek. Now it turns its back on the sufferi...