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Insidious Despicable Sickness

from Pain by Immolated moTh

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A heartfelt tribute to Ian Duncan Smith.

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Insidious Despicable Sickness

Insidious
despicable
sickness
humans

I see the hatred of what you have become
a monstrous creation of greed
worth less than scum
your rotting puss filled carcass will be my prize
Dead victims will rejoice and pray for your demise

You are one of the worst there is has been and will ever be
Evil genocidal plans from your mind are fucking obscene
your lack of compassion betrays your poisoned putrid soul
Your monstrous disposition causing suicides untold
humans all suffering in the name of your evil hate for those who cannot walk and cannot work you think they’re a waste
As you live your wealthy life of filthy greed and luxury
keep thinking you’re okay one day you’ll die brutally
there’s only so much that the dying can endure and survive
and when they come for you nothing in this world will save your life
your flesh will be torn up and separated from your bones
your dead victims music will be your screams and moans

You deserve nothing less for what you have done causing such misery for those who are suffering your afterlife is laid out bare pain eternally invisible illness and permanent pain
are your gift from me

The souls of the tortured that your hate has displaced
waiting in Hell for you to take your rightful place your Lords of your suffering and pain we will become
eternal torture taunting pain and burning sun
too hot to breathe your flesh on fire hooks pulling your part
glass Shreds your veins and peels your skin as I rip out your heart
this shrivelled pus filled sack has never known compassion
as I rip out your eyes and throw them in the fire ashen
your screams make us laugh we only want to hear them more
and now you will suffer in hell for now forevermore

I see the hatred of what you have become
a monstrous creation of greed
worth less than scum
your rotting puss filled carcass will be my prize Dead victims will rejoice and pray for your demise

You deserve nothing less for what you have done causing such misery for those who are suffering your afterlife is laid out bare pain eternally invisible illness and permanent pain
are your gift from me

Insidious
Despicable
Sickness
Humans

I am ashamed
Of my hate
For you

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from Pain, released August 13, 2018

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Immolated moTh England, UK

Having survived a serious misdiagnosis and long term mistreatment, Thom is now living with severe fibromyalgia in almost complete isolation. His music is dark, brutal, carefully constructed chaos.

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