Devilium

Manifest

Devilium


We enter the gruesom aeons under laughings and scorn of death 
Fuck your vision for it's not, fuck the facts for it's all false 

Evil nectar flows through my ireparched throat 
Temptation spreads again 
Manifest foil of the order's machination 
Now it looses control 
You see not all the possibilities, blinded by chains so fragile 
May my mouth of blasphemy eats your spirits 
Brains stopped their evolution, giving all will and power 
To spiritless causeless monsters, death to every man's creation ! 
Flesh would grow divine, if not in deadends die 
You're slaves of fathers immature, loosing your nature ! 

SCIENCE DOWN WEAK 
CHAOS UP STRONG, STRONG 

The foe is those that are not of our sort 
The brute it grows, the obscene's now allowed 
Only the primeval will survive 
Death to every man's creation ! 
Heber-sheber, I'll make it change 
Don't care what you can understand 
As it's done a modern man cannot be of any worth now 
Death to every man's creation ! 
Muck up of gorgeous 
Don't care what you can understand 
Idle away as earthquakes govern 
They've been nice all this time I said 

SCIENCE DOWN WEAK 
CHAOS UP STRONG