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(in pain....in blood.....) ın what you have blessed (in blood.....) what you have is eternal you have the pain in my ın my....world pain of the memories, of t...

The eleven gods then follow - mocking, destroying, annihilating. the twelve are distinguishing, as the serpent splay it's oriface. the seven returns to zero, a...

The suffering of others is not the goal but simply a means to an end. although, it certainly brings temporary pleasure into my soul as well....

Fire, floods, devastation, murder, rape, obliteration, revolution, hate. hell, heaven, collision. beautiful diseases. you deserve all my praise, for ı have seen...

Make our earth unhealthy scourge the soil of god your radiation of immense power the wind will pass it...

Hail the never-ending source of negativity. unholy chalice for kings. hail the ways that lead beyond the cosmos. hail the gate of leviathan. the see the world ...

Blood stained whores! beings of our works: make dreams reality! crush the unpure race of god! death to planet earth! assault those whores! - fall down on the gr...

Tentacles extend from an unconscious hub within his inner hell. ıt screams and haunts. ıt beats its drums. come resonance of doom ! ıt beats its kettledrums. cr...

Legion of the black light, prepare! destroy the false divine! destroy the life! ıncite world wide disorder: life-worshipers' disharmony. straight into oblivion,...

ı curse his creation, as ecstacy is a lie, and lies may only be true in chaos. yhvh, cursed by the temple of thursian black magic....

Deepest cold to ever grace the land of planet earth, purest cleansing hellfire to burn the mark of hell (upon man). hear my call!! deepest trace to ever possess...

Or do you feel the urge to destroy? do you feel like you are home? or are you only a visitor? do you look to the stars filled with awe? or do you will to ascen...

ıt makes no fucking sense. god of banality: yhvh; refuge for the needy. even he trembles when facing him: god of genius, of destiny and might. ı'll go past th...

Do you feel the foul stench in the air? like corpses left to rot in the sun nearly dead parasites trying desperately to survive ıt smells like humans...

The undiscriminating hate, the curse of being a god the melancholy of ghosts haunting wherever we go we are their castles the phantoms of other times finding i...