Ars Moriendi
My hate is deeper and stronger than ever!*
Rabid schizophrenia
Is destroying my own soul but not my kind
Some live, some kill, some die
Feel your essence purified as pus
This is infamy
A subliminal fire
Hysterical lunacy
Beholding the illuminated spaces
Contaminating my own suicide
For the weak and worthless masses
For I am the narcissist
Neurotic, addicted
And I am full of death
May the wrathful hell be my eternal place