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• Artiste: Gholgoth
• Titre: Goath
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[To be honest, nowadays there are no idols, icons or ideals for the people to follow and worship. On the one hand, this is good because without being a blind servant of a supreme power, we can learn how to believe in ourselves and how to deny, but on the other hand, I think we all struggling in the lack of choosing, we eat (almost) everything which lies before us, which is simply put before our eyes.] "Feel the horns growing on the forehead" God on the thorn-leash While whine and lamentation Are audience, so sad: How could such a superb king kneel on his own cord? So tragedic: From venomous lips Peals the caustic truth Pure, cold, concentrated words. Crawling under skin Absorbing the self to make sore space. Come... Don't be afraid, god will compensate you For the grief and anguish For the cursed fate For the blood you shed For your loyal blindness "Succulent are the fruits which god feeds his children with" Splendid skin: cloth of depravation Worms feast in this flesh of rot They devour, consume, creating maze The labyrinth of bedlam nema.