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Black Metal/Industrial track based around 2 of my poems called "Wasteland" and "Me, Undead"

Hell is being born as prey,
The beast guards my heart,
Protecting me in the year's and nights
Of sweet deceit.

What pain shall have begun?
What blessing is more likely to deceive?
If it be called mankind,
Let it not include me,
Let it not include me,
For our despair is all things,
Our souls bring no solace,
Destruction of life brings forth despair.

Profit is the motivator for our evolution,
The reason for living.
Perhaps we do not exist,
Except in a dream.
Asleep, comatose,
Warm thoughts of freedom take away our fears,
A foolish illusion we choose to believe,
When facing the world on our own.
Let not the game be won by those who want to win,
But by those who are not afraid to cry.

The dead come for me,
Walking the barren Earth
their sentimentality a life.
As cruel beings; human

Me, undead...