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• Artiste: Zavorash
• Titre: Human Delirium
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[Music: Zagrash, Lyrics: Totalscorn] During times too elderly to be thought of, thirsting I was so I drank the aeons' wine Instantly was I forlorn in divine wisdom, my grave was now made centuries ago Forgotten was I now long before my birth, without regret I opened the gates to Earth Amongst the stones and dust of battles lost, I hunted and laughed for god I now was Though lost was I once before reality was brought asunder Dead was I once during times when lost was the poison wine But in strength I arose and devoured the universe And became my own precious lord and slave So rightly I call myself the powered very essence "By which their pestilent prayers are formed Life did once teach me the most horrid of lessons Though still, they fail to grasp, I am not horned But as all gods should I be adorned!" I represent the denied and dead universal error In close parallels I mock the worshipped truth My shining aura is that of a great emperor And in my chronicles there is no sign of truce My names are many, forever I am known An angel, saviour, whore or ruler As I dance through the crippled walls of moral And Damn Only Those Who Speak The Truth I am rationalisms' very foundation, still insanity is my God-given name Truth is for me monumental, still through illusions I reign The paradox of my hubris is striking, as I demand to be king of existence As I rape and torture in blackest hate, "Mankind, how I love thy contradictive faith" Yet, but a humble slave to the present word I am Yet, I kneel on the cold deaf stone Though we all have errors, only others we scorn For I am I creature of honor And I have my precious soul The future shalt reap my crimes "Made real by a horde of ruling sheep I shalt no death of theirs weep..."