Existence (исполнитель: Thorns)
[Sample - Jesus, what a mindjob!] "It clings to your mind Like a phantasmal leeth Nesting itself deep within The substance of your soul Demanding every second Of your prying attention In the continual search For the methods to reveal The ultimate secrets Of existence Infects in your blood It’s magnificent seed Preparing the symbiose union It feeds you to grow It crawls along the surface Of your reality’s cocoon Impatiently awaiting The miracle of birth The [bad word] its cyclus of life"