Blessedness Thru Emptyness

It is a painful and tragic spectacle that rises
Before me this word in my mouth
Is at least free from one superstition
That it involves a moral accusation
Against humanity

Wage a war to the death against
The deepest instincts of man
His dogmas spring up from pity
Destroy all those dogmas
Which work for the preservation
And enhancement of life

Useless to god
Blasting and devouring the swarm you represent
Ressurrector of crucified entities
Crippled belief, a fool’s relief

Blessedness thru emptiness
A prime agent in the promotion of human decadence
There is not god, salvation or the true life
There is only extinction

Bloody worlds of desires
Shall nothing change through this mass of chaos?
It your conflict
Creations manifest

Eaten from your dead selves