In Embers Of Infernal Greed

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By dawn's early light I see no end to the Dark obsession I am swallowed by night's Infernal dream profession O' sea of fire, all hatred's desire Thy abhorrent cremation Sparks in my eyes Forces generates from The bottomless pits of detestation Under the delusion of hatred The becoming of a malignant tormentor In a spell of Symptomatic madness I identify with aggressor This world will become Infernal land A violation of harmony As I kill with a psychic command Destruction let all pain fly free The metamorphosis From man to beast In the darkened Network of the mastermind Evil is blooming in the shades of divine For within every seed There is a promise Of abomination In my heart's enigma, Man is an anathema I am a resistance fighter Not by choice but by destiny Evil is a pure exciter When I dwell in embers Of infernal greed Fire of blasphemy, Evil against all energy I rise from the darkened soil With a craving to ingest Where moonlight ever Shall infest In my heart's enigma Man is an anathema In embers of infernal greed The yawning abyss of madness Again I drift the halls Of wondering The black castle of solitude On the very edge of sanity In mental cryogenic interludes I have slipped into the seventh circle of hell In realms where deadly shadows infest every cell Internal ceremonies In ritual death!! External bleedings for the demon of madness Hide from the torture of the dazzling light The demolition voice shall speak tonight While I'm staring down into the darkest pit An ocean black as the night So infinite deep and consuming It swallows all life force with might Again I drift the halls Of wondering As I focus for the Darkness to come In anguish minds uplift The conquering To cross the line of death beyond Internal ceremonies In ritual death External bleedings for The demon of madness An abstract reality and Bottomless insanity To search for the Powers to please The subconscious spirit Of disease Time found no remedy Cause winds of darkness Was stealing me

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