Tekster: 7th Nemesis. Odium Humani Generis.

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A Pain
So sharp that it makes your will vain
A world devourer to sustain
A void insuperable

Cast in the flames of the hate mould
Hunger of the predator
Sapless faith in our becoming
Disarray of lucidity hurts

Arrogance
And depravity
Has induce the
Annihilation of any vigorous
And sane value

Sanctum of harrowing deceptions
Subdued to a feigned solace
Cycles of anger and despair
Starving the discipline of our ways

Consumed
And well versed in the subtle art
Of detachment
I've yet murdering urges
I did not know
How to decipher
The omen signs
For this,
Now I pay the price
"Hate them!"
"Slay them!"
"Don't you hear my command?"
I did not know
How to decipher
The omen signs
For this,
Now I'm feeling...
I did not know
How to decipher
The omen signs
For this,
Now I'm feeling wrath

Sanctum of harrowing deceptions
Subdued to a feigned solace
Cycles of anger and despair
Starving the discipline of our ways

I did not know
How to decipher
The omen signs
For this,
Now I'm raging
I did not know
How to decipher
The omen signs
For they feed my hatred
I did not know
How to decipher
The Beast's coming
"Ecce Bestia"
I did not know
How to decipher
The Beast's coming
"Ecce Fera"

"For I have no respect nor compassion for your kind!
For I even don't consider that I am one of your!
I don't care if my hatred turns against myself
As I hate you with all my soul!"

Odium Humani Generis