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Unholy PrayerBeneath the old dying sunOf the land where I walk Lay there a foundation of stone The seed of human passionate tears Rising from this plain of ashes A cross made for all peaceful souls, A large monolithic dead tree Covered with millions crowns of thorns Covered with millions crowns of thorns Unholy thoughts, I see distant lights Guiding me to a new state of being Unholy thoughts, the mask is changing All my emotions on a burning canvas Black matter covering my words Thousand screaming pictures of myself Iron blades dancing waltz Kissing my flesh like sordid lovers A red sun replaces my empty heart Illuminating my bloody memories, I confess my sins in a broken mirror Without any God to hear my past Slowly I fall, I crawl, I suffocate Into the arms of dancing abyss, At the heart of everything that exists Between our first and last cry Here is my unholy prayer For all these mechanical slaves To a life without sense, without honor Everything collapses as the first signs of a new decay Follow my steps towards the island of perdition and endless sighing Carry your dreams to the graves of infinite emptiness Here is my gift to you, my voracious appetite, eating your hope And all your futile thoughts drowning in the earth and the waves of time Obscure symbols running all over me Soul obsessed by a truth that doesn't exist I lost every parts (sic) of myself As I walk to this light All of my steps are a little death Before the ultimate fall to Nihil Unholy prayer, inverted desires I've thrown all virtues into confusion Unholy prayer, inner sacrifice Perfection of this black circle |