It is utterly exhausting, an awful bore, such a miserable life, nothing left to adore
It is utterly disappointing, the most awful bore, our miserable lifes, nothing left to live for...
No instrument of torture, no weapon, not any fucking technical horrible machine, can put the disaster to the next level, evocation of armageddon!
All that we can kill, has been killed before in every single possible way...
Where is the extreme... that beats everything!?
Humanity is always innovation
Improvement of a controlled and dominated creation
Our breed has been elected
To discover all varieties of perversion and become social neglected...
No instrument of torture, no weapon, not any fucking technical horrible machine, can put the disaster to the next level, evocation of armageddon!
All that we can kill, has been killed before even in the most unimaginable perverted ways...
Where is the extreme... that beats everything!?
Humanity is always innovation
Improvement of a controlled and dominated creation
Our breed has been elected
To discover all varieties of perversion and become social neglected...
Pain isn't what it was anymore, rape somebody, kill a child, an awful bore,
Pain has to be reinvented, putting murder and violation, on a higher non human level... to become godlike
Ultima ratio! murder the murderers!
Pile up their torment and lets throw ourselves straight into it!
The next step is becoming godlike, and to steal his fucking throne!
Megalomania is creation,
Extremism loved to distraction,
Altruism forced to rest,
Such a sorrowful manifest!