Grow Frustration and hesitance for My enemies Let beckon earths jaws The sloth of man The children And their mothers Burn in the shell Of the earth The children Grow toxic Gassed Why let suffering manifest In a crushing flow I am a blissful wave Tranquilizing motion For every dagger Which pierced my side Saw the end of the wielder Destined to the underneath Mortality is pain Immortality is pain Morality in vain While burning alive Strangulation Of futile beings The ones Burning In the planetary Husk