Anton Syndrome lyrics

Tell me, how does it feel?
To serve the demise of the earth as you kneel
Sucking the c*ck of a world you abhor
Licking the balls of your Gods like a whore

Run to the mountains
Run from the flood plains
Rid you of this disease
Myopic in essence, you'll die on your f*cking knees

The essence of life is reflection
Your life's work is self-misdirection

Feed me your bullsh*t conclusions
Fed to you like slop to a pig
Free me of the world of collusion
f*ck you and your impotent rage
Myopic, misogynist
Can't see the sh*t that's in front of you
Corrupted, false prophеt
This punishment is overdue

Run from еvery thought you've had
Run from every thought you've had