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Failure is a choice, programmed in you.

Desire that consumes from all the cores.

Weak and but a shell, inside yourself

Three beasts you'll find that dwell, deep inside their hell.

The serpent you know well.

Cut the sacred ties, that which you despise give no power.

Let it out.

Deathcult in the sky sees your opened eye, floods your vision.

I cannot change.

Self in turn will rise, logic flooding in, all encompassed.

I die now.

Beacon shining bright, holder of the light, deathcult rises.

Dead mind, dead heart.

Deathcult in the sky sees your opened eye, floods your vision.

Dead mind, dead heart.

Feed. Compete. Destroy. Repeat.

The snake still eats it's tail.

Mankind will not prevail.

Unseen but not unknown, these answers we've been shown.

Still here in the fire, weakened by desire.

A shallow, false empire. Lead by filthy liars.