Internicionem - Pestilence

There will be no survivors

To tell this tale of hate

Here are the story writers

That take your faith

Destroyed and decimated

All that’s left is residue

Devoured and annihilated

The All Black passing through

The all swallowing darkness

The epiphany of the weak

Embracing it as harmless

It’s this weakness they seek

Molesting the purest thought

As they confront and inflict

After finding what you sought

Prejudice and verdict

The all swallowing darknss

The epiphany of the wak

Embracing it as harmless

It’s this weakness they seek

Rational thoughts become chaotic

Negative frequencies so hypnotic

Ploughing through bodies of waste

Lifeless and consumed

Mentally raped and disgraced

Futile spasm then exhumed

What have your thought become

Negative auras will stun

Anticipation of what to come

Total destruction, it has begun

The all swallowing darkness

The epiphany of the weak

Embracing it as harmless

It’s this weakness they seek