Destrucción… Creación… Destrucción… Creación… Destrucción… Creación…

Las concepciones extremas tienden a manifestarse de formas extremas.
Y los extremos se tocan.

That’s yours
That body’s yours
Beat it
Fuck it
Dominate, mutilate, strangulate
Rape and bugger it
Kill it
Eat it
It’s your right to kill
It’s your nature
The ultimate pleasure
Kill! Kill! Kill!
It’s your fucking right to kill
It’s your fucking nature
Kill! Kill! Kill!
It’s my right to kill!

[Whitehouse, letra del tema Right to kill, extraído del álbum homónimo]

You better learn my name
Cause I’m the one insane
And I’m a constant threat
You run in fear from my dark silhouette
Inside my violent mind
Chaos is all you’ll find
Anarchy uncontained
Bear witness to the scorn of my campaign
Perversions of pain
Seep from my eyes
Into your brain
Visualize
Within my world of hate
Disruption I instate
Malicious entity
Defile and desecrate humanity
Alone they all will die
Corroding from incide
With no one left to save them
As I’m dancing on their fucking graves
Perversions of pain
Seep from my eyes
Into your brain
Visualize

Take a look into my mind
Where pleasure is refined
Endless burning holes
Of scarred souls
Step inside my world of hate
Where everything mutates
Your senses under siege
Ingest the virtues I feed
A higher level of pain
Is racing through my veins
There’s nothing more intense
Than mental misery that I dispense
So follow right along
Observe a fresh new dawn
Of super sensation
My realm of torture stimulation
Perversions of pain
Seep from my eyes
Into your brain
Visualize
You better learn my name
Cause I’m the one insane
Inside my violent mind
Chaos is all you’ll find
Within my world of hate
Disruption I instate
Alone they all will die
Corroding from incide
Follow right along
Observe a fresh new dawn
Racing through my veins
A higher level of pain
Higher level of pain
Higher level of pain

[Letra de Perversions of pain, quinto corte del álbum Diabolus in Musica de Slayer]

I cleanse my skin in flames of hell
From blood and shame and lepers’ smell
Flowers unnamed and forsaken by reason
Are growing like weeds in the garden of treason
As man is my victim it’s he who I torture
Engaged in perversions with Judas’s daughter
I salvage my soul in the essence of violence
My gospel is wisdom but censured and silenced

We dance in nights of broken glass
Where stars collide and dreams collapse
We dance in nights of broken glass

The past we disowned will awaken again
Our conscience of bloodshed bears witness to shame
The world we pursue is forsaken by man
The earth is my kingdom it is where I dance
I salvage myself in perversions and wine
Consumed and depraved by the bondage of time
In lust I redeem all my yearnings and needs
Let’s murder in nightmares of pleasures besieged

We dance in nights of broken glass
Where stars collide and dreams collapse
We dance in nights of broken glass

Defiance of worship on thorns I decay
The twilight of conscience my salvage portrayed
The penance of forfeit your verdict received
In judgement we dream of confessions deceived
The killing of mankind won’t ever desist
I’m God, I am Satan, I’m all that there is
The sun is my kingdom it is where I dwell
In high heels we wander through heaven and hell

We dance in nights of broken glass
Where stars collide and dreams collapse
We dance in nights of broken glass

[Letra de On High Heels through Nights of Broken Glass, octavo corte del álbum Cocktails, Carnage, Crucifixión and Pornography, Ordo Rosarius Equilibrium]

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