The Truth Murder

What is the truth? what is the faith?
Hypocrisy and filth
Lie hidden in those words?
They rule
Meek marionettes bow to them

Superpowers
Churches prepare this poison for us to drink it in the dark
And then die in torments and hunger

And when the seven bells ring
The time for deer-hunting will come
Pure and exotic murder of hypocrisy and falsehood

Gore will drench the altars, dogs will l drag the carcass
And our souls. clean. will flow down to the вiack soul

What is the truth? what is the faith?
Our lust like tank mechanism
Revolves arduously and stays our rue words
Like fierce armada we splash our own consciousness
And it falls into the abyss of oblivion

Still we search for the sense of our own self
Our self was poisoned by hypocrisy and money
Now we are. robots

Will we ever find the truth?
Will it be given to us to feel the faith?

Nothing is the faith and truth!
Those symbols does not exist they are only memories
So far memories, even gods do not remember its meaning
Never will l they rebirth
As i hey were tarnished with blood and hypocrisy

Nothing exists!

Nothing! nothing! nothing!