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Nihilencoding: iso-8859-15
Artist: The Amenta
Title: Nihil
First came the word.
And that word was nothing
Soundless syllables in boundless thought.
Is this it ? Or all ? Or everything
SlaveNo Division
Between church and state.
Policies spat from the pulpit.
A godhead decrees
On the stolen televisions
of the junksick slums.
This is a slave-cult
Of a worm-race,
verminHighly evolved?
Origin of the fucking slave
You are all voids
Comfortable null
You are animals
Who claim to be human
But you aren't trying
To reach the ideal