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Fucking Choking
02:09
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"Rape and pillage!" is still alive today.
Slash and burn, is the American way.
Patriarchy, on the largest scale.
Attacking, the source of life.
Lungs. Burnt.
Skin. Grafts.
Rotting. Weight.
I'm fucking choking.
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2. |
White God
01:05
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Privileged ethnocentric fucks.
Your god does not exist.
You against us.
Discriminate agenda.
Ethereal racist, classist piece of shit.
I'll tear the pages out,
force feed them down your fucking throat.
I do not believe.
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3. |
Shame
00:17
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You're fucking worthless.
Disgrace does not even describe
the way I feel inside
about the humyn race.
You're fucking hopeless.
Shame does not even describe
the way I feel inside
about the humyn race.
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4. |
Swine
01:51
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A glorified thug, armed inferiority.
Everyone is a potential criminal.
All of you are a fucking joke.
All of you are the fucking same.
I'll spit on your fascist face,
rip that badge right off your chest.
A career spent preying on the innocent,
foot soldiers of the monarch.
We cast off the mantle of despair.
All power, is given to you on a silver fucking platter.
But not today, not today.
Right here I end it.
Rather take my own life,
than bow before
another fucking pig.
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5. |
Not Art
01:20
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This is not, musical expression.
And I don't believe, in artistic progression.
Call art what you will, but to me this is a weapon.
Anti-Sound. Destroy all oppression around you.
Fuck your smug apathy,
fuck your elitism.
Build a bomb.
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6. |
Denim Jackets
01:55
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All the punk patches, not the same as a single book of matches,
placed under an SUV.
Nothing but disgust between you and me.
Watch a vivisection lab explode,
watch the norms of oppression erode.
A message board, not the same as a message.
With a gun to their head, no choice but progress.
Think, talk, plan, act.
Wage war on yourself.
"Make total destroy."
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7. |
Spiritual Prison
03:53
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One way in, no way out.
Steel doors close.
The sentence is life.
Mind is numbing, I'm going blind.
Concrete is all I know.
I babble shit worth no one's time.
I push for progress, another structure.
Forced to regimen.
Escape is easy, by the knife.
How could we do this, to fucking living things?
Humyns and animals
Slow death for subjective crime.
I fucking hate it, archaic ritual.
Stuck in old thought.
Progress hypocrisy.
Let's simply end it, blow the gates apart.
No State can tell me how to live my life and when it's done.
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