Blazing Mind by Nomad
You must die, in the hell there's no more place for
youYou are already the past that fallibly beats its
breastI would remain passive If your crusade didn't have
such a pastAs always I can exist beyond your worldI've
stopped taking care of consciousness of the foolI am the
thought, the great law of needsYou won't understand, why
I think in a different wayAnd I don't give a shit about
the curse of the cartoon godLaughing I consider only as
the nature of the past thingYou must die, in the hell
there's no more place for youYou are already the past
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