Selfdeceiver (the Purest Of Hate)

A Canorous Quintet

Dusk has come to pass

The irreversible darkness surrounds us

Scared away from the light

No mercy will be shown

Your blood will flow

Weakminded, you deserve to die

Filled with the purest of hate

My axe rips the air

Deformed beyond recognition

The unpurest of all

Not even worthy of the ignorance

The ignorance of your slayer

Kneel on command

[*] you, you couldn't believe

Couldn't believe it was for real

Until you realize, that it is you

The selfdeceiver

There is nothing, all must end

For the selfdeceivers

[Repeat verse 3]


It is you who are crawling

Crawling in a world of shit

And still you enjoy it

But even when there's nothing

Lets to crawl for you're still stuck

In your pile of fucking shit

The blade will fall

To end it all