Assuck piosenki

Speaking in the name of decaying foundation. Thoughts of mass sterilization, distorting choices for a dreamlike salvation. Factory made humans, plastic souls, empty goals. The back street butchers smile. 

Gagged and bound in pen and ink dead fall. The reiteration. The shallow depth of words that no one ever hears. There is numbness in speaking meaningless idioms to a faceless mass. I know the gridlock and the stalemates. I know insignificance all too well. 

Enumerate the nameless and the unarticulated. Falsify their saintliness and chisel them into this stone. From the distance I can hear your silence and I beg you not to fall into this snare. Of the many things worthy of dying there are none worthy of killing. R...

Forced in life's manipulation False love mutilation All because of premature ejaculation Fetal destruction Birth control population this was not meant to be fucked with life's misery Now I'm maimed for life 

Rally around the grave in and around the tombs Necrofile develops in unsuspecting womb Child opens its eyes Takes its first breath A life subjective to death 

The process of revolution has already littered the streets of Leningrad. The indivisible masses have been victimized by the pages of their own history. What they held in their hands slipped through their fingers and into the grip of the common threat. The wall...

Along with the art of conquest and domination, we have developed the absolute science of ignorance and bound it in text of generations of the unthinking. Between the lines of a one sided history, reads the bitter truth of exploitation. The echoes of dehumaniza...

I look at all the faceless. I see the pleasures of the lifeless. A witness to a passing phase of those who ruled my days. You're now in line joining the grand parade of lifelessness. Blind leading blind. 

The perpetual cycle rotates on the axis of despair. The unbroken link stands untouched by question. So uninterested we merely turn our heads. Uneducated, unrealistic, unsensible, so unrealistic, unsensible, so unrealistic, we sit and watch the cycle feed. If p...

All that is artificial maintains us. That which exists is inadequate. The hypocrisies of technology betray our senses. Simulated emotions, fooled again. We're labels and files in cabinets. Payroll accounts and calculations. We're gears that run the machine tha...

Military livestock bred to expand state control. The underclass, suppressed, underprivileged and lured by incentive. Church and state, hand in hand, lead them through the trenches of war. A nation born blind should have been terminated in its infancy. There is...

Dare to speak of hope and aspiration. These are foul words, manufactured idols and the bait of lemmings. Only futility is eternity. Only one sunrise will tell. 

I can no longer deny or disavow that there is a part of me that is part of it. A process regenerated by process reciprocating godhead apparatus that never ends. A grip that wrenches and discards threadbare. A piece of that which I abhor. 

Here are the lines of the ultimate fabrication. The sickening irony of adhesion to untallied hypocrisy. Playing self written, wound licking roles in sob story after sob story. Scripts lie shredded, torn, riven. 

There is prostitution in everything wrought under the sun. These is agenda that will bastardize and besiege us all. Within the inequation of ambition and subsistence file the sumless lines of the mortgaged. An annexation to the droning. Insomniatic servitude t...

Your lifesblood has been sysematically drained by those who rule over you. Shouts and screams of freedom fall on deaf ears as our intellect is discredited and displayed on the gallows of our lives. Lifeless we swing as dictators continue to propagate, to legit...

Your lifesblood has been systematically drained away by those who rule over you. Shouts and screams of freedom fall on deaf ears as our intellect is discredited and displayed on the gallows of our lives. Lifeless we swing as dictators continue to propagate, to...

The innocent prey of tyranny flock and veil beneath statues of fraudulent liberty in lands of untold slavery. They try to find themselves in the emptiness of Ellis Isle but their attempts at redefinition were nothing but metaphor. Hollow eyes bare desperation...

Hiding behind the thin veil of religious insecurity. Searching for answers where questions have no meaning. Petrified by seclusion, fear of uncertainty, graciously accepting euthanasia. 

A nation's tear reflects its tear and separation. Ambiguous relations between republics breed hatred. A country's cry for solidarity goes disregarded, while ruling nationalist chauvinism turns state against state. Soured by arrogance, once brothers with brothe...