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Stink Of Existence

from Swansongs by Wintaar

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The man opens his filthy mouth,
Only to deceive and take away
Its value is to become like a grave,
For worms and larvae of lies.

The smell of truth is just the stink of existence
Hundreds of corpses that united in a fit of hatred.

The idea of genocide no longer seems terrible,
When crowds of worms are ready to eat each other.
What difference does it make to live or die
If the goal is to rob, kill and take away?

The smell of truth is just the stink of existence
Hundreds of corpses that united in a fit of hatred.

Every action is filled with desperation,
Blind desire to continue exist.
Apocalypse is inevitable and yet,
The blindmans hoped that it would end a little better.

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from Swansongs, released July 14, 2022

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Wintaar Mikhaylovsk, Russia

• Wintaar
• Gravefrost
• Kvelsorgen
• Vhaatreim
• Dodmorke
Rooforest
• Time Heals Nothing
• Рдяндалир
• Grim Woods
• Vralgaldr
• ВОЛК
• Purity
• Щугор
• Galgenfrist
• Юр Воштан

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