Craft
thorns in the planet s side
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I am a destroyer, a channel of satanic wrath.
My brothers are me, and I am them.
I stick thorns in the planet's side.
Planet of pestilence, refuge for the weak.
Kneel before satanic might!
With dishonor - there is only one way out.
Why do you take pride in being the dirt on the face of a planet
Which is a dirty rock in a filthy universe?
It makes no fucking sense.
God of banality: YHVH; refuge for the needy.
Even he trembles when facing Him: God of genius, of destiny and might.
I'll go past the light and all the lies!
I hate the unsightliness of creation.
I'll go to his kingdom, and I'll bring back the keys.
- Album:
- Mystic Enclosure EP
- Void
- Terror Propaganda
- Non-Album Releases
- Coming Home from Boston
- Fuck the Universe
- Century Media Summer Sampler 2004
- Total Soul Rape
- Darkness Hath No Boundaries
- Ancient Ceremonies Compilation, Volume 10
- Darkness Knows No Boundaries
- Terror Propaganda: Second Black Metal Attack
- White Noise and Black Metal