The War Of The Sons Of Light & Suns Of Darkness by Gehenna
hell is now excruciations is this very second in time the present tense spawned from this wretched dwelling bred from infectious filth until the final descent we all know so well when we're finally at peace and the cold earth surrounds no more of these useless limbs leave this worthless body behind leave this dead shell behind the pain of life is great and some will find it sweet to the rot beneath the earth while we rot and live and breath in this sick fucking world never did I forget existance is fucking pain and there is beauty in death