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You are anxious to know the shades of your soul tire yourself chasing the phantoms produced by your age-old anguish mirrors mirrors mirrors mirrors the key of knowledge is that to see you in the others it's only the result of your innate presumption you want to reflect your various faces to satisfy your complete vanity will not have ears which listen to your sterile speeches step by step you will penetrate into an unknown steppe losing every path which brings you to the origin of your conception You are anxious to know the shades of your soul tire yourself chasing the phantoms produced by your age-old anguish mirrors mirrors mirrors mirrors
Submitted by The Void — Jul 05, 2026
Verities produced by delirium men who live for spreading them masses more and more defenceless who support their illusion institutions which feed on falsity different judgements pronounced by hate verities produced by delirium men who live for spreading them masses more and more defenceless who support their illusion punishment is the basis of their doctrine an endless rancour against humanity whole generations butchered by sense of guilt authority of prophets of discrimination
Submitted by The Void — Jul 05, 2026
I sought solitude to conceal myself from those self-satisfied individuals who believe that attained their goal I fled from society to avoid those who see the phantom of truth and shout to the world that they have acquired the essence of truth I ran from the office-seekers who shatter the earthly fate of the people filling their ears with sound of meaningless I departed from the ministers who don't live according their sermons and who demand of the people that which they don't solicit of themselves I loathe that great and terrible institution which the people call evolution that monstrosity erected upon the misery of human kids (x2)
Submitted by The Void — Jul 05, 2026
Civilization is vanity inventions and discoveries are amusement and comfort for the body when it's tired and weary structures and theories which man calls knowledge and art are chains which man drags they are strong cages whose bars man commenced fabricating ages ago from the inside and that he would become his own prisoner to eternity Vain are the deeds of man all is vanity upon this earth among all vanities of life there is only one thing that the spirit loves and craves it0s an awakening in the spirit (x2)
Submitted by The Void — Jul 05, 2026
I came for walking on your soul I came for covering with a black stone I came for covering with a black material I cam for covering with a black slab so that you never reappear
Submitted by The Void — Jul 05, 2026
Territories without frontiers and property Surrounded by walls of silence when people live to gaze and celebrate at infinite composition of life Fear infamy possession Become commonplaces without meaning All slow down there is no anxiety Illusion dissolve For this inner way The sacrifice becomes a need Sweet walk to immensity Territories without frontiers and property Surrounded by walls of silence when people live to gaze and celebrate at infinite composition of life
Submitted by The Void — Jul 05, 2026
The doors are closing now My eyes have tears no more My brain is burning in the acid human poison I'm derelict My body's running to the light The spirit's walking on the Holy island I'm derelict Like a ew god I will look at the world (x2)
Submitted by The Void — Jul 05, 2026
People are deceived so much because they always seek a deceiver an exciting wine for their senses they are satisfied with a bad bread Drunkenness is better than food People are last burnt land On which can grow this shining Wicked plant
Submitted by The Void — Jul 05, 2026
Something drive me towards zone X I feel to the inside of it a vibration A constant flow of lifeforms Geometric structures hanging into the void The weight of difference is too strong The blindness help us So that the power of visions Doesn't burn the conscience What we call traps Are consolidated armours by our ignorance Disguise the sense of nullity That feel in the moments of reflection The call of the ancients will be inevitable Sucked back by a destructive whirlpool A back to the real residence of mind
Submitted by The Void — Jul 05, 2026
I want to go away in silence Seeking to flee from these tricks They play without understanding The weight of mistakes who commit Evil assumes the wrong face Honesty is raped They are prey of their sick visions Seeking in the others unjustified complicity Death lives with them Penetrate each single parcel Conquering them without haste Scoffing at their wretched existence (x2)
Submitted by The Void — Jul 05, 2026