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Labores Semper TecumSatan: "Me Miserable! Which Way Shall I FlyInfinite Wrath, And Infinite Despair? Which Way I Fly Is Hell; Myself Am Hell…” (John Milton) In The Vortex Of Fire I Move Through The Countless Flock Of The Godforsaken Ones To The Stage, Which Reminds Me A Block I See Remains Of Their Eyes Flowing Down Their Cheeks Crack Of Their Skin Deafens Me The Waves Of Sufferings And Pain Are Washing Me My Wail Of Compassion Drowns In The Tongues Of Flame Hundreds Of Strings Tighten Me – Immaculate Harvester Of Mankind – The One To Blame I Scorn Myself, Contemplating What I've Done With These Helpless Beings With Their Now, Turned To None I'm Melting With Poisonous Smoke I Leak – I'm Squashed Shriek – I'm A Flow I Am Bleeding With Tears Of Flame, Going Into Nothing, To Return In Epochs Again |