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Holding to ruins

The choir of equality

Vainly sing

Their last anthems of lament

I see the signs of Man's disgrace

I stand as the prophet of the Fall of Man

The prude whore of human dignity

Shall be coldly raped for absolution

And left lying in its blood to the vultures

And twilight shall swallow

In an abyssal void

The parasitic remains

Of an obsolete world

Herald of the wasteland

I proclaim the Fall of Man !

New aeons await...