Death Is a Form of Art

The principle of hatred
 Stores in motion the mechanism
 Of self-destruction
 The world destroys itself
 It even needs help in this.
 It is so great and pure in its own destruction
 Mankind, nothing will heal your aching wounds
 Nothing will close your gaping scars
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 Substitute your vein – it's the injection of death
 Listen to my voice,
 I gathered the dying screams of
 Human beings in it.
 Close your eyes, follow the voice,
 It will draw a picture of a pain in your sick mind
 Are you happy? Do you like what you see?
 No, don't turn away your head, look, look up to the end
 You bought yourself a ticket to the theater fall.
 You paid for this, watch the show until the end.
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 This is just a reflection of your essence.
 Now just repeat this mantra of hate:
 WORLD-DIE!
 SOCIETY-DIE
 MANKIND-DIE
 MORAL-DIE
 WORLD DIE
 Death is also a form of art