The Hand That Severs The Bonds Of Creation

I will smite whom opress thine words

For truly their tongues are corrupted with doubt

The manure throne are possessed by ifidels

Those whom uterth the righteous ways

Seperate the flesh from bone to cleanse

Joyous is the liberation of the mind

Existence must cease to be

Sever the bonds of creation

There are none above the none

And thus all are below the nothing

For man must in its fullest awareness

Speak and obey according fo him

Necroapocalyptic visions of withering soil

The light illuminates the earth

The hand that severs the bonds of creation

Is the hand that rules the world