Awake, awake, awake!
From the misogyny-fueled fever dream:
That pestilential forced reality
That focal point of corruption
That has breed in the dark recesses and colonized our psyche
That has spread in the dark recesses and colonized our psyche

Prostrate ourselves before the new gods
Of Affliction, and Instability, and Misery and All-Suffering

We bring ruins to ruins
We bring ruins to ruins
We harvest the cankers
We harness writhing torments
To become embroiled in semantic apocalypse
Locked away in the mansion of silence

I can't help myself, don’t talk to me

Raze the grey throne of deep-rooted self annihilation
That makes fetish of refusal and conceit of lamentation
Yes, we have hatred
Yes, we have hatred:
A searing hatred for prevailing design
A searing hatred for limiting beliefs
A callous disregard for the ignorance