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Lecherous Intent
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Feeding on fear and femoral secretions
Caught in the act of psycho mutilation
What hell has brought this beast not a demon pure human. With his bloodshot eyes and cracked lips he takes the world for his. War poverty death and crime. Children dying in the street women layed beneath his feet. Animals hung and money burned. On this throne he breathes heavy, heaving...ribs pounding against skin. The land is barren, not grain or fruit to be had for he has taken all and poisoned the soil. Intellect of god and boredom of existence this game is fashioned. pit one against eachother and then reap the rewards. Physical existence destroyed and profits stolen. What fools must lie to themselves to believe in this life. This is not living it is complicit slavery, sexual thievery, mental vulgarity. Greasy palms slathered in blood and urine taking pleasure in rape and torture. Sport for which he champions there is nothing that can quench his thirst for domination. Hate crimes sexual crimes crimes against humanity, they have all been purged of their bodies and minds to continue this farce of life
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Crisis in Supply
01:19
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Military industrial obliteration.
Of whats beautiful and natural.
Weak is the finger that trembles on the trigger. Fight for your land, a stolen plot of disease. Fingerprints melted from chemical baths, eyes burned oh the bright light of capitalism. the only menace threatening your freedom is your own country. Free world--only through force and death. mass incarceration and targeted crime, blight, poverty. Starving minorities and dismantling education. Creating a system of alienation to feed fear and imprison lives. Children born without hope or a chance. America is the land of the opportunistic. White skeletons whose marrow is money and sinew is tragedy. The world never belonged to us, to any of us. Nothing comes peacefully. Turn this against our country take it back from the broken knuckles of the government beast. Break the skull and spine of power and abuse. There is no empathy or reasoning with. Blood must be spilt. We have spilled ours for years its time they repay the favour. Slit their throats. Alas the only offering is dust.
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Rites of Man
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There is no New World Order. The Shadow Government does not exist. It is the forefront, no facade at the masquerade ball. This is the world order. Mass suffering, trepidation and extinction. Boardroom smoke clouds nothing but smiling faces of world leaders. Civilization has broken down. Is this not chaos? We can get our coffee and tvs so it hasnt hit the fan yet surely. Removed from reality of populations drowning in the excrement of globalization. The machine keeps you stable worried about your own selfish desires. what makes us happy? Consumer products, sign up now to meet that special someone. Borders and walls will not stand because the foundation is crumbling. Mass genocide imminent those who cannot afford the ticket out will be left vomiting through nuclear fog. Mission to mars to let this rock expire along with the slaves who built it. Left for dead because of their own failings. Onward and upward to new worlds to destroy.
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Constable on Patrol
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The criminals wrists bleed raw from metal cuffs, while the liar and thug line their pockets and stroke their clubs like their penises about to take whats theirs. State sponsored terrorism in two forms. Failed soldiers, or even super soldiers still in foreign lands in the mind. Seeking the elusive bogeyman. Seeing it in every man...every broken bone, every woman inside her utuerus, every child in their weeping eyes. Ultimate power. shoot to kill or dont shoot at all. We are the threat raise your hands and still you are killed. Machines of hate violence and death. what humanity they may have had they gave it up....willingly. to protect and serve a master of death. Life at risk the only life are the millions surrounding this cyborg. Cloaked in black and kevlar. For fear of reprisal from the masses. People of color, women, queers all face this executioner and all shall pay in blood. Militarized morticians creating their own sport, ensuring their own need by creating these criminals. They are the monsters of nightmares, but they exist and they are compensated, validated, and congratulated as heroes. the blue noose in which people hang made in the u.s.a
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Burden of Living
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Women are raped and then cast as the villain. Defending themselves against a jury of his peers. The victim in a taylored suit and pocket square which was previously shoved down her throat. Dried tears and flashes of fists skate across her mind as the judge looks in apathy. No fault but hers. she was there that's enough. Her feminine siren call. Pay the right people come from the right sex and you are free. pity. None will be found in this society. Women are objects. Utlitarian in design and flesh. Instinct dictates that man have his feast. No justice or vengeance. Constant trauma and damage from a world of complicit, pacified mummies. Masturbation of the mind keeps the blood flowing in their black hearts and in the back alleys. Dirty soiled panties sitting in a puddle. signs of struggle, but in the end the fault is hers. She is provoking every man she walks past. her very breathe is a reason why she must be in control, cast down, dominated, sexually and mentally murdered. After a few months of good behavior he is back on the prowl, waiting to be driven to instinct again. This is life force and he must feed like a leech the sexual vampirism of generations....from the rib of man. In this current state the woman is nothing and will never be human or equal. Male domination will not allow it, so suffering must continue. status quo and as long as she walks and sees and feels and tastes. she is the villain and she must be punished. Bred for the purpose of being used at will. No choice no escape. These are the terms. She must agree
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Queer Leftist Cross Genre DIY Label based in Southern MA
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