Ruin

The knowledge that seeking the favour of another Means the murder of self This is the resolution The end of all progress The death of evolution It bleeds all life away Silence speeds the path to your streams of solace that run so few and narrow Brooks that babble the sounds of torture You will one day raise To flood the banks of the chosen This is the art of ruin This is the resolution The end of all progress The death of evolution It bleeds all life away It bleeds all life away Go! I will show you all that I have mastered Fear Pain Hatred Power This is the art of ruin This is the art of ruin This is the art of ruin