Mass gaces, open opportunitys for our minds to replicate the pleasure of 
fear. Mocking the prosiness of sound, the frequency drops to subsonic 
standards. Phantasmal tempest prospects 
the rain of arrows. Sharpness defined by the solidification of man 
fragments and desecrates the ears of the unborn. Auditory perception 
infects it's genesis for the genetics of superlative venom lactating spawn. 
spawn of man, 
irreconcilable to moral of virtue. The evil of man is upon us. Resonance 
The depraved separation of lie is between us. The mass graves, filled with 
 [bad word] versions of adoration. Resonance Supersonic beings 
relapse their versions of noise. Resonance Only the deaf contain sanity. 
Resonance Only the reverberating aftermath 
of this insistent apocalypse settles in the minds of the deaf, forever.