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In the simplicity of hunger, still you can not even see the smallest grain of sand, you have known it
when not even one language is discernible in babel
Where we erase our names from the book of life, in blindness you deemed satan comprehensible
In this desert of otherworldly misgrowth, you are prophets of your own demise
Still you chose to bathe in the excrements of history, a multitude of voices Mortuus, still you can not even see the smallest grain of sand
As the vastness of hell is expanding in every direction, your child-hood fear is the redeemer of the present, in this desert of otherworldly misgrowth
Still you chose to bathe in the excrements of history, sleep and pro-creation
and you follow it with empty hearts
This hunger transcends every human impulse, and the silent ones, as the vastness of hell is expanding in every direction
In blindness you deemed satan comprehensible, and let our voices fade into nothingness
still you can not even see the smallest grain of sand
still you can not even see the smallest grain of sand
And you seek freedom therin, still you chose to bathe in the excrements of history
This hunger transcends every human impulse, where we erase our names from the book of life
in a self-imagined importance
in a self-chosen bestial madness
In this desert of otherworldly misgrowth, kneeling with heads bowed to infertile soil Mortuus, in this desert of otherworldly misgrowth
you have known it
Than the abandonment of it all, where we erase our names from the book of life
This hunger transcends every human impulse, and the silent ones, even against your pretended will
For what could ever be more beautiful, and let our voices fade into nothingness, and the silent ones
This hunger transcends every human impulse, in blindness you deemed satan comprehensible
and you follow it with empty hearts
This hunger transcends every human impulse, leaving naught unexplored
And what difference does wisdom or folly make, in the simplicity of hunger, in the simplicity of hunger
Than the abandonment of it all, the construction of the i becomes laughable