Mortad

The myth of purity

Mortad
No pure unit that's imagined, as an ideal, exists
No organism has an intrinsic consummate naturalness
The quest for consistency, and you dread the transformation
This existence accommodates pestilence, disease

Celebrate a phantom of purity
Fabricated ideal of divinity

The quest for consistency, and you dread the transformation
Contradiction, inside outside, what defines you and i

Celebrate a phantom of purity
Fabricated ideal of divinity

Annoying observation
Cause of my frustration
That we must seek salvation
Shaping stupid fictions
Believing that they are facts

Disintegrate, send in exile, who you view as hostile
Eradicate, slay the noise, break the communication

Celebrate a phantom of purity
Fabricated ideal of divinity

Annoying observation
Cause of my frustration
That we must seek salvation
Shaping stupid fictions
Believing that they’re facts
Believing that they’re facts
Annoying observation
Cause of my frustration
That we must seek salvation
Shaping stupid fictions
Believing that they’re facts

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