Grow
Frustration and hesitance for
My enemies
Let beckon earths jaws
The sloth of man
The children
And their mothers
Burn in the shell
Of the earth
The children
Grow toxic
Gassed
Why let suffering manifest
In a crushing flow
I am a blissful wave
Tranquilizing motion
For every dagger
Which pierced my side
Saw the end of the wielder
Destined to the underneath
Mortality is pain
Immortality is pain
Morality in vain
While burning alive
Strangulation
Of futile beings
The ones
Burning
In the planetary
Husk