See the facades wither under hydrogen corrosions
See the ruins testify about faulty decisions
Pale shadows point at the civilizations
Which finally have been rooted out by icecold power abuse
We gather under nothern lights to behold the consequence
We awaited the redeemer which never ever came
We don't listen to prudence nor to sanity1
Now we stand at the point where we can't turn back anymore
Never turn back
I hate many things on our godforsaken earth
but more than a whole lot of other things I hate the nice words
which deceive us from a cloven tongue to rely on the beast,
that which worships Leviathan I hate the most
Leviathan
Leviathan
One chooses to deny good and all religions
People trust common humans which say they knew more
We are led kinda like a pack of sheep by the nice sounds of a shepherd
towards an open slaugherhouse which no one of us sees
A free man is a hated man who, marginalized,
gets grinded by the unadorned Grótti-mill of paragraphs2
and slowly suffocated to death and ground up, as planned
incapacitated and bereft of his children
What will these children become?
I hate many things on our godforsaken earth
but more than a whole lot of other things I hate the nice words
which deceive us from a cloven tongue to rely on the beast,
that which worships Leviathan I hate the most
One attunes, conforms, into the thrall of the grey mass
Accepts, consumes, exists without spirit
I hate many things on our godforsaken earth
but more than a whole lot of other things I hate the nice words
which deceive us from a cloven tongue to rely on the beast,
that which worships Leviathan I hate the most
Leviathan
Leviathan
Leviathan
Leviathan
1. or perhaps "We don't listen to our senses nor to our intelligence"2. or "faceless treadmill", but might refer to https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grottas%C3%B6ngr