Craft

I am a destroyer, a channel of satanic wrath.
My brothers are me, and I am them.
I stick thorns in the planets 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.
Ill go past the light and all the lies!
I hate the unsightliness of creation.
Ill go to his kingdom, and Ill bring back the keys.
[ Thorns In The Planets Side Lyrics ]