Shamanic Cosmocrator from Sidereus Nuncius by HEGEMON

Despise the setting sun… Is something we have done.
Seeking the core of our own deep conscience
Is imprinted deeply under our skin.
Crushing the lies to reclaim what is our crown… Kept hidden.
Creating this universe, darkness, fear and agony.
That ‘’Satan’’ is on our way
Is the strongest trap they formed
To dominate, to spill the blood,
Chaining our spirit, free, in bliss only.
In bliss only.
The flesh, the sin, the skin, the flesh…
They’ve obliterated our symbols of creation.
All that exists comes from our thoughts, not from religious viruses…
Wandering through dimensions entwined, never to understand, nothing begins and nothing ends…
Seeking… Seeking… Seeking… Finding… Finding…Killing…Killing !
In this realm of pain and agony
The strange fear we fill of questioning what’s real
Leaving our skin
All that surrounds us is illusion !
Time is the only real conception.
We create when we are not enslaved, thus we reach Divinity
We have ridden the serpent, the world’s dark spine.
It is us that can break this enshrouded circle.
We are no flesh, no spirit, no nothing and we should be aware we reach nothingness.
The Serpent ! World’s dark spine !
In this realm of lies and tyranny
We seek to find deeply
The origine of what’s wrong.
The key to the ultimate secret will lead to the final extinction for Man…

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