Genocide Aesthetics Songtext
von Vengeur

A choir of high-pitched wails
Disassembles silence
There′s no resistance on this charred ground
That doesn't kneel in permanence

There are no martyrs except those in our songs
Your fathers′ graves are sinkholes
Atrocious piles of stiff bodies
With voices robbed of presence

Whatever that was fought and spilled
Is a byproduct of repentance

There is no use in telling lies
Your sins before the Nexus will be cut out on your faces
For the sincere pleasure of salivating smiles

Abysmal power clocking in
On there is only will, no then
Learn empathy and let us win
Through methods of excessive means

We hear you sing in ententes of ire...
Alas, alas!


Too bad you came to lions' den
We'll get you through your children!
At last, perhaps
Nuclear navel strings are torn
Apocalyptic clock is being born

Where Aphrodite lies in ruins
Near the withered corpse of Hope
Reclaim

Mute negative to dial in
A broken shard to deal in

The Nexus operates through concepts
Vague and inconcrete enough
So that your contemplations seem
As if you were kneading liquid dough

The virtuous men are those indifferent
To when the beauty is devalued
Eager to spend nights in theaters
At displays of daughters being raped
Fear not - art is merely a vessel
Obeying one by whom it is possessed
Just as the likes of you


Having too much fun dancing to the flute of death
Like a neutered dog, a snake trampled by the rubber foot
It′ll be a pleasure to hear your spine crack
Once you′re reminded of your place

You'll lick the floor until you meet yourself
And wonder if it could be different
It never hurts to try
To bite steel chains with toothless gums
You′ll always have a choice

Let's have you beg for mercy
With hands left dangling by the skin
Or be a friend, our guest
Let′s watch your favorite meat perform
In miscegenation minstrelsies

Oh say, can't you see
That she prefers a dog to you?
She′ll bear wild cubs
In profound solitude
Under black skies that we deny
Below the omnipresent vapor sight

Verily I say unto you
You'll see the world ruined before your eyes
As We turn your children into slaves
Your women will become sex games
Consumer toys without a voice

Rejoice!
We'll laugh as your loved ones
Ponder for our feces as their only meal
Offering exposed private parts
Nascent virginities for us to steal

They′ll be the ones
To clean the grinder from your innards
To bury memories of you
Be buried with you

You bug...
Don′t you understand?
God takes what he creates!

And he's allotted us this place
Thus, in such case
Where our wishes start
Your freedom ends

Young mothers!
Castrate yourselves!
Take the knife heel deep
With condoms made of your sisters′ guts

Say you're guilty
Say you′re sorry

Under torn banners of your country

For there is nothing left to fight for
As if there was before

Rest assured
Our triumph is a sight to behold!

Our destiny
Is the will of God, who favors what we do
He blesses our mission of eradicating scum like you
The perpetual act against all Meaning
Penetrating walls of concrete buildings

By bathing history in carmine fire
You'll see the way of life transpire

The oeuvre of the Nexus will be remembered
Cherished, and admired
Engraved on every slate
Instilled in every mind
And passed from one decaying generation to another

A clement path of betterment
The sole chance for mankind
To achieve its preordained form
Is to accept, to bow one′s head and say:

"I understand
And I pray fervently
For those who lead us forward
In a pursuit which pierces feeble hearts
An incessant wind
Storming the animus in thunderous assaults

Our benign shepherds
Cut open their breasts

So we could taste maternal love
Drops of skimmed milk mixed with blighted blood

Quenching our thirst
For ages to come"