Selfdeceiver (The Purest Of Hate) — A Canorous Quintet

Dusk has come to pass The irreversible darkness surrounds us Scared away from the light No mercy will be shown Your blood will flow Weakminded, you deserve to die Filled with the purest of hate My axe rips the air

Deformed beyond recognition The unpurest of all Not even worthy of the ignorance The ignorance of your slayer Kneel on command

you, you couldn't believe Couldn't believe it was for real Until you realize, that it is you The selfdeceiver

There is nothing, all must end For the selfdeceivers

It is you who are crawling Crawling in a world of shit And still you enjoy it But even when there's nothing Lets to crawl for you're still stuck In your pile of fucking shit The blade will fall To end it all