Zero Point

Hate the eyes of mercy

Hate the infants' cries

Hate the hordes of weakened minds

Hate the whores

Worship all destruction

Love to hate

Salute lack of emotion

Salute charred remains

Awaiting the wicked - the ancient ones

Stand proud and praise your chalice

Search your brain for reason

And find you're totally insane

Fill your soul with pure destruction

Then paint your smile with sheer decay

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