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Over the remains of my ambition

After the fulfilled destruction

I raise the longing millennium

No detached judgement, crimes cannot be judged with detachment

One is either victim or executioner

There is hope after human ruins

The end as an aim, as I am

My kingdom is built over your shrines

Killing fields of architectural dust

Our crimes are an act of wisdom

The right to dominate your destiny

Free to recast life

Bringing total holocaust

Consumed by fire

Truth conceived in your worn-out flesh

The agony as a state of creation, utter self-sovereign

An absolutionist fear embraces us against all

Because those longing for tragedy possess a plethora of life

Everything ruined to perdition

Now crime as the preeminent culmination

In the ecstasy of our highest deprivation

Misery full of corrupted excess

Vital drives become insane desires

Opposed creation of non-individualized targets

In discord we are reborn to be free

Towards vainglory

Raptured by our own will in cruel compassion

In conflict with everything, a dilemma for oneself

The individual will develop and strengthen in adverse conditions

Being the cause of his suffering and the ones he will modify on behalf of himself

Crimes and victories