Cleansed By Silence

It's like hammering the face of your little brother

For him to stop crying...

Out of pure benevolence,

I shall proclaim myself thy older brother

I shall grant you the right to be taught under my tutelage,

For I, know better, I built Truth & Peace

You must reach a new level in Martyrdom,

As I am pouring the salty mixture of the Lord in those freshly opened veins

Creating wounds that won't ever heal,

As a reminder of your constant failure trough Existence

Learn from me, but don't be mystaken,

I expect the same treatment in return

Whip the Hatred out of my putrid carcass

I'm one of those crazy fucks, I enjoy pain...

(As an information, and a valid life experience)

This being achieved and realised,

Hatred is to be redirected

Toward you, the newly designated target,

Has sole victim to my sulphuric compassion

I'm not waging a War, I'm imposing Peace with violent means

I'm not loosing this War, I'm returning Peace against my Kin