Against a Sea Of Weeping Sleep

L'Acephale

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I desire hate
To absorb this comfortable silence
This numbness,
Soaking up an endless array of rape
That plagues me.

I desire hate
For these maggot soldiers battling my senses
For the putrid gods of our masters
I loathe you all
I desire hate
To swell like the rising sun
On this new day
This new aeon

Smoldering anew with fresh flame
I desire hate, like fire
Let it burn the corpses of your littered children
Who house the endless suffering
Like falling rain into a crevasse

I desire hate
On this new day
For the long journey into night
When our fires will rage
Swelling into the sky
Head held high
Unleash your daggers against a sea of rape
Unleash your anger and attain
Rise up and burn down this holocaust of miserable existence
Unleash your dagger and attain.