thy aet

Squares of Darkness Are Emitting Light

Lyrics:
Present from the beyond the grave
She really think’s her god can save her
Dirt nails heart full of rage
She doesn’t know her god fucking hates her

Risen from the earth 
Burned from the sun flesh ashes to urn
Pity to me your life has no worth
Beg to keep breathing your life you will earn
Resurrect jesus i’ll kill him again
My knife didn’t break so i’ll stab you again
Rip your heart out and i’ll eat it again
Pull out my dick fuck your feelings again, again


Slither no leg lizard Im born in the other 
Resurrect me i’ll rise out the water 
You’re no virgin mary
A whore just like your mother
A whore just like your mother
A whore just like your mother



Present from the beyond the grave
She really think’s her god can save her
Dirt nails heart full of rage
She doesn’t know her god fucking hates her

Risen from the earth 
Burned from the sun flesh ashes to urn
Pity to me your life has no worth
Beg to keep breathing your life you will earn
Resurrect jesus i’ll kill him again
My knife didn’t break so i’ll stab you again
Rip your heart out and i’ll eat it again
Pull out my dick fuck your feelings again, again


Slither no leg lizard Im born in the other 
Resurrect me i’ll rise out the water 
You’re no virgin mary
A whore just like your mother
A whore just like your mother
A whore just like your mother

Flesh To Ashes, Ashes To Urn

Lyrics:

I need more
Feed me more

(with) Dopamine addictions
(and) empty false predictions

Thriving in content endlessly
Scrolling through the void
Giving rights to technocracy
filling hole in my soul

One thing to learn about
Is that there is nothing to learn

There is nothing to be sought

eyes see only those things that blocks the light x2

play empty games, win empty prize
different feeling - same demon
Feed me your crypto slop like echoborg enslaved

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I need more
Feed me more

(with) Dopamine addictions
(and) empty false predictions


Drowning in content endlessly
Swimming through the void
Giving rights to empty mind
filling hole in my soul

One thing to learn about
Is that there is nothing to learn

There is nothing to be sought
from the mind of echoborg

Engineering The Antichrist

Thy Art Is Murder

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