Theory Of Perfection - Handful of Hate

I m proud of your lies

I laugh in front of your sacrifice

Bastard I want to be

Try to provoke my apathy!

Stand-up!

I want to behold your body

I love to stroke your trembling flesh

Searching for perfection!

The tetrarchy of pain!

Theory of perfection the reign built on disdain

I ll give you a smiling son and his name will be hate

Reluctant creature of blame

Straight inside my eyes your cry will be mine

Kiss the Hierarch s boots

Fear my whip

A muse strips around the throne

I sit, I command, I greed

Educated to my virtue

I saw the Vice erected in shining ranks

Mine is the kingdom of derision

Creepy angels in a rotten brothel

Enjoying the sodomy against the Nature

Father!

Your seed gushed in vain!