Insurrection
My faith has vanished, slowly There's no divine power or someone who lead destiny, is god dead? Or maybe he’s never been alive Lie will prevail inside of their mind, salvation has come from heaven in a form of divine spirit, man is this the salvation that the creator has saved for us? Or it is just a huge distraction for the human race It can be seen how the power, shine in this eyes A light that kills their souls, and decay their souls While they live, under the hand of darkness The true light has been lost, between the human putrefaction When they hear they listen, but they don't understand When trying to see they see but they do not perceive Their mind lives of decaying lie While their bodies enjoy, their souls scream in pain Inside of them exists only love, of a being who never existed While they praise an immortal being The wise only make fun of them because of their ignorance
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
To profess lies for your conviction To use a picture for the masses feeling fear Pain and adoration and like pawn to respond to the laws of the one god He is dead and to have hope for your resurrection They know they always exist, the dark side of the white throne Everything where is rotten at is the white pigeons always stink ambition and defecate blood of the civilization Oppressor bleeding, decapitating and torturing A thought of time to imposing your mafia to buy the eternal forgiveness
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
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If we are capable of recognizing the disappointment, the tremendous value that has the comprehension of one same, though we prove luck with a new work and fail, it will be very much minor, because we will be able to contemplate the experience as an opportunity to know ourselves, better us themselves, our capacities and our knowledge And, how not, the comprehension of one itself will reduce the possibilities of failure, first because we neither will undertake any task motivated by the ignorance, we will not even assume works that overcome our capacity The more nearby let's be of the reality, minor will be the disappointment, the disillusion, the frustration The more the abyss diminishes between whom we are and what we make, the less arduous it turns out to be the work
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
The religions had founded the concept of pains of a hell that were spread throughout the world, numerous mystical cults have incubated that idea with special predilection Believers who were more attached to life punishable by death sinners Death without resurrection as the ultimate punishment to men who did not want to change I was isolated and obliged to hide, now I burn their altars they wanted to impose me to worship, I now see a new dimension of my retaliation Conceiving hate The era of vengeance is near Now you do not mean anything, now you are useless, now that the light illuminates us All deceit and lies will fall with their heads, and shadows our minds, stay away
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
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I will introduce my knife and will cut each of its members There is no choice, unfortunately, necessary for correction Does not understand the reason of the natural human thought And I have to remove the desire to be a spiritual model The call of nature leads us by instinct to dominate and kill the weaker We are our own demons, idols and heroes Hatred and violence are not our ways But we will look to them to solve the deception Gradually the dim light that blinded that humanity for hundreds of years And my knife in your organs scattered in the world are the salvation of torment We must create and have the same pleasure to live and kill those who do not serve us And thus give a real change and benefit the world While draining your blood I hear your cries of pain, that's my pleasure And yours was deceived in the name of lies The detachment to stop being a slave and pollinate as a superman, the perfect creation, depravity of the same nature, the murderer of the moral and idols created by the weak to sustain itself a delusion as well as hold in their thrones stained by the greed of his own good
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
After having gained the spiritual warfare and domain of our own being Because nobody can torture us to impose his deity We are the future of the cosmos, the future of the humanity Now our thinking is able to see beyond the sky and annihilate the hope of the weak about the inept way of thinking We decided to be avengers of consistency and maul any arrogance of the human patient, to be programmed puppet The universe is vast and immense where survival depends on the supremacy of the thinking We have killed the dogma and gave our death threat on the clergy Only have to create, live and die without fear of being absorbed by our own minds to merge with the essence of nature so the brain progresses in evolution, and the poison that has been drunk for thousands of years It dissipates and falls as the blood that wretched evolutionary form of the human being The cosmos is our future and we need to transform into energy to create new spaces and wonder That life is more beyond an image stuck in the wall, dazzling the planet And if force is needed to flay those who oppose it, do so in the name of creation
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026