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• Artiste: Dawn Of Azazel
• Titre: Justice Is A Fist
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Untermench, slave to herd morality Embodiment of every human weakness Fellator at the knees of Christ Lay your body prostrate before me, So that I might smite it unto ashes And cleanse the world of your leprosy Broken rent and bleeding lies your carcass Embodiment of every human weakness Receptacle of your superiors excrement Perish, expire, crumble unto ashes and die Lurid words, thoughts and deeds becoming excrement The refuse from your mouth surmounts to nought and nothing The discipline will and power behind my every action Shall piss upon your belligerent fantasy Sulk in your sodden corner pathetic scum you are nothing, die Die, bleed and suffer in misery Conspire to taint the noble soul with excrement Feel the harsh reality Crushed underfoot like the worm that you are I spit into your face Pathetic human waste You always have been a slave Now dig your own grave Bow down, on your knees And kiss the bloodied blade as you die