Reality by The God Accuser Lyrics
controlling us, creating our contrition, his desire for our unmeasurable pain, unvaryingly forging a dark place, perpetrating our despair, our existence impaired, leading us to forever hell dissolution, we never realize his real intentions, as a maniacal tyrant, fueling his existence, I am amazed by his lack of sensibility, immorality held with forceful inventive negativity.
Never needing to lead us firstly to morbidity, this holds nothing but forever instability, no use of such frustration, inferiority never will be lapsed, pondering why never restful, never absolute unity, without contentedness, some absorbed by an abusive reality, we are stained by such failures, there's a definite conclusion to end to such a strange illusion, there's a master of such protrusion, causing all this mundane turmoil.
Human cattle, petrifying many, to a complete desolation, a nonsensical disarray, while they are in a restful bliss, peacefully under his spell of neverending euphoria, sickening that there's havoc beneath, defiling those in paradise, who don't realize in it's state of a raging dissonance, but himself not knowning himself there shouldn't be an eternity in ardeous pain, there is no purpose for suffering in this existence, being born without hate nor sorrow, created such an inane torturing environment for many, created for his own morbid pleasure, an oppertunity lost for absolute happiness, we could of all been without sadness, how can you justify this his own children cursed forever in constant immolation, in using souls for sustenance, to be transformned into animals for pleasure, abusing this reality, for gluttonous nourishment, torturing the incarnated, the one's he desires, forever vowed to him, and in service, endlessly a home for nullifying the purpose of what's good, a grand inception, manevolent intentions, not comprehending of what is right, spoiled for choice, condemning themselves to forever reap the nidorous stench in their defecation, confusingly some not realizing they are devouring souls, in it's utter profusion, in a land mastering only their complete filth, such malice intent, their master is insane, eventually causing total extinction, not realizing existence requires complete pure moral perfection, why can't we be healed? aversion his perverted fixations, created disaster, casting those to damnation, forged by decrepitude, major seclusion, of ones that should of never been subjected, some being sent to God's favored environment, of loving eachother in areas of made imperfection, down below a blazing furnace in completion, a burden will stay entact, but still serving those favored in his endearment, but an existence unstable, there's an enclosure of an eos in peril, created to obscure, an infamous nugacity, preposterous negation, burdening unnecessarily, those who never realizing, they are deceived, omni-incapapable creator, creating just to torture, treacherous of all, a world what could without shameful ruination, by ones malintent, his reasoning dumbfounded, not knowing he never should of hated at all, throwing avoidably despised, primordial heirechy without, of unintentional madness for eternity, lives in their loved ones missing, self-deprecating eventuality, that his greed is only for carrion, caused by masterful collusion, the abyss gave birth to a monstrosity, of the ones most high appreciating new found wholeness, many unknowning that they are being powered by previous ones, forever unknowning in their inane immorality, absolute carnage below, eternally powering their madness above, we remain as fusions, inability to fathom a peaceful existence, despairingly feeding, solus of the abyss, but we would be of use, but if there if there is an end to his tyranical autocracy, a possible resolve, mending what could be just one, ridding the pestilence, not throwing some into disconcertion, such demoralization.
Never needing to lead us firstly to morbidity, this holds nothing but forever instability, no use of such frustration, inferiority never will be lapsed, pondering why never restful, never absolute unity, without contentedness, some absorbed by an abusive reality, we are stained by such failures, there's a definite conclusion to end to such a strange illusion, there's a master of such protrusion, causing all this mundane turmoil.
Human cattle, petrifying many, to a complete desolation, a nonsensical disarray, while they are in a restful bliss, peacefully under his spell of neverending euphoria, sickening that there's havoc beneath, defiling those in paradise, who don't realize in it's state of a raging dissonance, but himself not knowning himself there shouldn't be an eternity in ardeous pain, there is no purpose for suffering in this existence, being born without hate nor sorrow, created such an inane torturing environment for many, created for his own morbid pleasure, an oppertunity lost for absolute happiness, we could of all been without sadness, how can you justify this his own children cursed forever in constant immolation, in using souls for sustenance, to be transformned into animals for pleasure, abusing this reality, for gluttonous nourishment, torturing the incarnated, the one's he desires, forever vowed to him, and in service, endlessly a home for nullifying the purpose of what's good, a grand inception, manevolent intentions, not comprehending of what is right, spoiled for choice, condemning themselves to forever reap the nidorous stench in their defecation, confusingly some not realizing they are devouring souls, in it's utter profusion, in a land mastering only their complete filth, such malice intent, their master is insane, eventually causing total extinction, not realizing existence requires complete pure moral perfection, why can't we be healed? aversion his perverted fixations, created disaster, casting those to damnation, forged by decrepitude, major seclusion, of ones that should of never been subjected, some being sent to God's favored environment, of loving eachother in areas of made imperfection, down below a blazing furnace in completion, a burden will stay entact, but still serving those favored in his endearment, but an existence unstable, there's an enclosure of an eos in peril, created to obscure, an infamous nugacity, preposterous negation, burdening unnecessarily, those who never realizing, they are deceived, omni-incapapable creator, creating just to torture, treacherous of all, a world what could without shameful ruination, by ones malintent, his reasoning dumbfounded, not knowing he never should of hated at all, throwing avoidably despised, primordial heirechy without, of unintentional madness for eternity, lives in their loved ones missing, self-deprecating eventuality, that his greed is only for carrion, caused by masterful collusion, the abyss gave birth to a monstrosity, of the ones most high appreciating new found wholeness, many unknowning that they are being powered by previous ones, forever unknowning in their inane immorality, absolute carnage below, eternally powering their madness above, we remain as fusions, inability to fathom a peaceful existence, despairingly feeding, solus of the abyss, but we would be of use, but if there if there is an end to his tyranical autocracy, a possible resolve, mending what could be just one, ridding the pestilence, not throwing some into disconcertion, such demoralization.