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Comet
Hurting with abandon, a bullet with a mind
Infecting all that it touches
A plague infected hive

From colony to city, through pages of time
Countless examples power invites

A singular focus, outcome given no thought
Maniacally dictating with blood persuading

Through collapses of nations, and peoples repressed
Masochistic ambitions to have nothing left

Military in execution
As if a well timed plan
Rotting the nurture
Biting the hand

A pilot enraptured
A crew possessed
Strafing through the cosmos
Bringers of death

On our comet of sickness wе ride
Imprisoned and entwinеd
Entranced, innocent and blind
Of stale and ingrown minds
On our comet of sickness we thrive
Virulent, malign
Sailing nowhere
Exploring far and wide, the depths of our pride

Infinite cosmos, vastly silent
A hostile backdrop for hostile actions
A callous vacuum, inhales the life
A fitting analogy, given habit of mind

Frozen journey in ascension, our road to glory in abjection

Our fervent hatred
Our point in time
Our stasis in the darkness
Our will for strife

Doctrines of grace of debased reality govern the purpose a suicide pact
And at the end of it all there's some justification absolving yourself a guilt free ascension

Military in execution as if a well-timed plan rotting the nurture
Biting the hand

A pilot enraptured a crew possessed strafing through the cosmos
Bringers of death
On our comet of sickness we ride imprisoned and entwined entranced innocent and blind of stale and ingrown minds

Our comet of sickness we thrive virulent, malign sailing nowhere exploring far and wide the depths of our pridee