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Ode to the Misanthrope
02:52
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He had the knowledge, the wisdom.
He knew you're lowlifes from early on.
Your values and morals, he despised.
Twisted from religion, should be denied.
Here's a sovereign, the Infernal Misanthrope.
The brother of mine, who led me through the lies.
Walk the nature and find your essence.
Witness the only true God in yourself.
He sat on his throne alone, with a clear resolve.
This herd mentality, is a blight of mind.
They keep wandering, what's the meaning of life.
We're not here for a reason,
It doesn't matter if we live or die!
Here's a sovereign, the Infernal Misanthrope.
The mentor of mine, who led me through the lies.
Train your perception and open your "eye"
Let the weak-minded kneel and drown with their prophets.
Here's for the one who triumphs all.
Outwits and manipulates the weak-minded pawn.
Seeks no absolution, from you or your God.
Forever a sovereign,
Never to be ruled by anyone.
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The Ancient Guardian
05:49
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The evening sky, was blood red.
An ill omen, of events to come.
Night has fallen on the fields, stained with the dead.
Only one made it out, into the mighty forest.
Soon he’ll learn, he should have stayed.
And been run through, by the riders of the Great Sun.
For now he finds himself in midst of totems.
One can’t mistake, you’ve forfeit your life.
Inhale your last breath, and pray for a quick death.
You’ve entered the lair, of no less than a Leshen.
The ancient guardian of forests.
Protector of wolves and critters alike.
It comes with ravens and wolves by his side.
Your blood runs wild and becomes one with the soil.
The winter is coming, yet a village has opt to die.
We never hunt in these woods,
Even if it means the whole village starves.
The poor harvest and a Leshen nearby.
The coming winter, will claim its price.
Death for the young and elder alike.
The ancient guardian of forests.
Protector of wolves and critters alike.
It comes with ravens and wolves by his side.
Your blood runs wild and becomes one with the soil.
What is dead may never die,
But rises again, harder and stronger.
One of you, now bears his mark.
If left alive, the nightmare won’t stop.
The Leshen will, forever regenerate.
The next generation, will witness the sight,
Of their ancestors’ bones stacked up high.
Embellishing this Leshen’s totems.
The ancient guardian of forests.
Protector of wolves and critters alike.
It comes with ravens and wolves by his side.
Your blood runs wild and becomes one with the soil.
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872
03:46
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Why!?
The wolves are here encircling wild.
Say goodbye to your wife and child.
Your dictator left you bare and blind,
No one leaves, many will die.
The gray ones greet with artillery strikes,
All your supplies have run dry.
Cold and hunger ravages wild,
The Hell on earth materialized!
Death and destruction.
Famine and insane cold.
Our days here are numbered,
Insanity’s taken hold.
Time to end this life,
Before I go, I'll eat you alive.
Funerals are a frequent sight.
Emotionless parades, mere charades.
Families hide their dead kin inside.
Ration cards are stripped from their corpses.
The Bronze Horseman sheltered and strong,
Witness of deeds of horrid fiends.
Children are kept inside by night,
For cannibals might roam the night.
Devourers of children!
Death and destruction.
Famine and insane cold.
Our days here are numbered,
Insanity’s taken hold.
Time to end this life,
Before I go, I'll eat you alive.
Auntie Nastya was shot to the head,
For she hid her daughter under the bed.
Cut her to pieces and ate the princess.
Starvation rewards a bullet in the head.
Mothers roam the graveyard grounds,
In their sacks some infants dead.
Turns out their children at home aren’t fed.
End justifies the means they say.
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Scorched, Torn and Gone
04:42
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I was born in the North, on a sovereign soil.
Now a vassal State, autonomous no more.
Scorched and torn, ass raped little whore.
My home is gone, swept away by this plaque.
The Elites will, enslave us all.
We shall open our gates and denounce our race.
We forget and deny who we truly are.
We let ourselves be conquered
And therefore, we all perish.
I wake up and see, all this stupidity.
My own kind is promoting, this genocide extreme.
Soon no contrast, remain to be seen.
The Sons of Kalergi, roam endlessly.
I will not kneel, I will not yield.
I won’t be a part of your disgusting dream.
I rid myself from, all this insanity.
You’re slaves for eternity, and I roam free.
I was born in the North, on a sovereign soil.
Now a vassal State, autonomous no more.
Scorched and torn, ass raped little whore.
My home is gone, swept away by this plaque.
You’ve been enslaved into servitude.
Borders are gone, identity lost.
Can’t say who, or what you are.
A Eurasian-Negroid,
Of a sub-human race.
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5. |
End of an Era
05:15
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The old maple stands here still, now who'd have thought.
Though time has raped this scene, forever and more.
Our incarceration, our loyalties faded.
A weak-kneed state spineless, ill justice inbred.
New seeds we've planted, into dystopic garden.
Agony has subsided, a lesson priceless.
The souls you've known and long, have come and gone.
With dread I wait what's next, nothing for me I'm sure.
An End of an Era!
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Hellingly
05:26
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