[Spoken]
Man is not on this earth to be happy or honest. He is 
here to realize his powers and take what he wants, to 
obtain and destroy all obstacles and surpass the 
stagnation in which the existence of almost all 
individuals drag on. It is the weak, whimpering fool 
who cannot accept pain and danger and a coward who does 
not seek it. We must all accept death within ourselves. 
Intercourse with evil is my only adventure in life and 
in the afterlife. I am the snakeman. I am the open 
wound feeding from your blood. I am the dirt under your 
toenail. I am the food that eats away and drinks the 
drippings of your waste. I am the pollution of all 
living creatures. I am the darkness casting shadows on 
your soul. The soul sacrificed of one life to another, 
true meaningful gift of giving. I am the smell 
lingering between your legs. I am the bullet lodged in 
your head. I am your veins of adrenaline rushing and 
the dreaded water. I am the tongue, ever exploring. I 
am the disease of all mankind. I am your enemy. I am 
your sperm. I am the vehicle of great distance 
separating from the masses. I cease to exist to the 
ways of this world. Slaughtered and reincarnated, I'll 
come back to your doubt; I'll live in your unknown 
compassions. Fuck me cold. Fuck me fist fully, for lack 
of love will no harm do but lack of sex can dry up your 
wall springs. I can do without a wife, a home, 
children, love, friendship, help, security, comfort and 
food. But I cannot do without the power within myself 
to explore and create. I search for love through 
prostitutes and junkies. I will enter into you deep 
punctures never before indulged. What the world thinks 
of me makes no difference. The world's tears 
emotionalize my ecstatic smirk. I shall never fall prey 
to a half distant journey, if through suffering, 
poverty, depression and beyond. I shall never let 
myself backslide. We must violate all decent and social 
conventions. Be faithful only to unfaithfulness and 
become intimate with violence, chaos and destruction. 
Stick piece of a bleeding virgin's cunt, for only 
through war can we rebuild the fires. We must also dry 
the seas of authority that stall us. Unattached wild 
life must no law be built. Laugh, hate or worship me, 
it matters not. I will continue my blood quest until 
the day I share my dirt with the maggots beneath this 
earth and my soul returns to reclaim it.