Profundis Tenebrarum pathogenesis

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I've kept him segregated
Keeping human contact to a minimum
Trying to save this life from the hands
Of a murderer
Who despises the filth
That parades freely among this earth
I'm possessed with this anger
Intending to destroy
All the parasites of the night
I'm seeing double vision
And surrounded by a thousand voices
Indeed this is the land of confusion
And in need of an extermination
With a drunken stumble i make my way
Into the streets of a mad mans mind
I'm serenaded by the sight of horror
And entranced by the smell of flesh
Drinking myself further into
Dementia
And bathing in the blood
Of a gathering gone wrong
As i dance with death
No remorse catches hold
I'm blinded by my fixations
I've been plaguing for miles
Leaving trails of the damned
Collecting my share of sins
I cant keep a steady hand now
I'm feeling hell a sluggish and weak
But a second wind is approaching
And its the thrill of the kill i seek
As this rampage comes to a conclusion
The streets are becoming scarce
I feel the torment of the fallen in the air
Drinking myself further into
Dementia
I'm bathing in the blood of a gathering gone wrong
I wake to a pool of stench
No clue what has transpired
And surrounded by a sea of faces

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