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Your imagination is the final energy expressed
Cocktails of images distorting concepts
Images of Christ are contorted violently
Tormenting my shapeless, jagged skeleton
I must mutilate the human race
Apparitions of Christ's crucifix
Recurring pains of death
Your imagination is only lucid when walking
On the scales of the dead gods
Cocktails of images are the final energy expressed
Cocktails of images are the final energy expressed
Cocktails
Cocktails like the darkness of the eye I've ripped from my skin
Bleeding cocktails of your worst dreams, they speak to me
My cruciform mutilate twisted reality
This is a testament for destruction
Menace to the human community
Death on a crucifix is the calling
The ritual pain of suffering
Pain of the crucifix of insanity
Pain of insanity
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