I hate how idly you live by, I hate how you let your cohorts to die; I hate how you slime and sleaze, I hate how little you believe; I hate the way you smell, I hate how you justify this hell, I hate how you cling to believing simply living itself has meaning when […]


I will murder you all Eviscerate you Make your corpses as statues Immortalized for the world to see, The emptiness of your souls bared As cavities from whence your guts were wrenched; The true malodorous dark of your insides Spilt over concrete as decoration and confetti. The Sanity of Dontaniam Admanntio