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The stories are always the same and the excuses even more familiar. Another generation of slave and masters coughed up and reswallowed. Another stagnant continuum of the status quo. Increments of time are the barriers of this isolation. Over these walls there...

Old men feed hungry eyes Sadness, misfortune now disguised Your pleasure insures her existance Her pain is her survival She deems herself useless (for profit of course) Anal Mistress Go ahead sodomize her for your pleasure She couldn't care less It'...

Productivity has become the modern embodiment of slavery. Efficiency traps laborer in the circles of exploit. Chained by human costs of prostitution and the misery it incorporates. A prison of measured time. 

We have come full circle, subservient to our self inflicted automation that disregards genuine anguish and promotes synthetic indifference. Not of flesh and blood but of gears and cams fueled by submission. We choke on individuality and suffocate under process...

The longest battle I'll never win. A scripture versed in the waning words of an already dead language. A vanity bearing unbearable exhaustion that prunes the heart and discolors the soul. My worst enemy from which there is nowhere to run. The unabated decimati...

Policy is only a reflection of misery. Freedom reinforce conditioning and thoughts are but delusions of enslavement. Trailing in the shadows of the sightless. The treadmill of your pathetic life rolls on. The world is a series of cages and the people a nation...

Seeds planted by misinformation blossom into patriots and servants whose perception of soil and cloth is equal to that of the blood and skin of their martyred counterparts. Pledges and ceremonies celebrate murderers and their actions, generating respect for vi...

The pigment of imagination has been woven into the fabric of constitution (Article I, Section II). Our framework has been dictated in black and white. Compromised to fraction, reduced to body politic equation. It's time to burn the white robes of american hist...

Sudden rush in hospital room Birth introduced me to doom I plunge feet first With life I'm now cursed In the womb I'll not let go until merciless doctors grab my head and rip out living dead 

The penetrating stares of judge and jury condemn emotion, dictate the standards of said principles and bore plasticity through your character. Life slowly turns into a sterile cage of uniformity and enforced morality. Tolerance is nothing but void. The individ...

The clowns are now the ringmasters backed with the arsenal of the economy. Our ears are plugged when we speak the tongue of reality. Failure to accept the truths, we speak of peace but push civilization to the edge. We can't build harmony on apathy and can't l...

Time does nothing but work against me. I wake alone and walk alone between the walls that insecurity has built around me. Forced into circuits, into circles, into cycles. I find all my refuge in corners. It's the only place where things meet. 

I've never wanted to admit the absolute and to its no absolution. That with much knowledge comes much anguish. That privity becomes pandora's plague. It is the iodine that indelibly stains. It is a lupus that disseminates and infects our being from the day we...

The rise of the first blurring light turns to a shadow of the forbidden sight Death accepts me with open legs No emotion No feeling Void of compromise Pure necro demise I never fucked you when you were alive Now is my chance at your death Let my blan...

Icons of a cruel and ficticious god impregnating minds with a lustful theology of blind obedience. Enslaved by fairy tales, tribulation and dead end hallucinations. Seeded in the hierarchy of salvation. Kneel before the altar of inequality. Bow your head, clos...

Icons of cruel and fictitious god impregnating minds with a lustful theology of blind obedience. Enslaved by fairy tales, tribulation and dead end hallucinations. Seeded in the hierarchy of salvation. Kneel before the altar of inequality. Bow your head, close...

Disaffection falls like rain soaking the tempers of a distended kinship. Common culture gains momentum as common enemy. You stare antagonism in the eyes, but at a closer look you're face to face with coexistence. How far will opinions shove? To the edge of hat...

Take a final glimpse of the earth Corporate machine gives birth This world is treated as garbage Useless cultivation nothing to salvage Say goodbye to the decaying earth Viewing diminishing dreams of life 

We starve our children before the banquet of knowledge while politicians indulge in the feasts of war 

Nail down in contempt all that threatens with thought or bother. A crusade of listlessness and obedience to prosthetic actuality. Our effortless evasion of effort is the definition of complacency in its truest form. We idolize and deify with idle eyes and empt...

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...

The delicate strings of fear wrap around another statistic's throat. The home viewer gets another animated victim to pity. The horrors of antigender violence are rooted in traditionally force fed superiority for which there is no one to blame but ourselves. 

No solid foundation for the suffering, we inflict useless pain. A sacrifice for profit, fulfilling the quota, nothing is gained. Denounce the role that animals play. Why do they die? Selfish lust imprisoned by your vanity, cleansed with guilt. In these tests t...

And if at any time it should fall, I will raise and carry the banner of hopelessness and lead its war. I would die in theater for that which itself is infallible and undying. 

Let this stand as a monument to my abandonment and submission to the clutches of consumption. A penance of control for the iniquity of breath. It is irrefutable that we become apostle to mechanism. It is design that orchestrates the perpetuity of tyranny and d...

The shattered mirror holds the only truth, the sole reflection of our existence which is broken into fragments. Each frail piece holds a distorted view of double standards and hidden agendas. Each sliver captures a cracked glimpse of scenarios of our exploitat...

This shattered mirror holds the only truth, the sole reflection of our existence which is broken into fragments. Each frail piece holds a distorted view of double standards and hidden agendas. Each sliver captures a cracked glimpse on scenarios of our exploita...

Take the "F" out of life and you have the truth 

When will we concede that there is an absolute significance deficit in the concept of the human being. That rape is indigenous to our existence and that already we can never and will never be able to pay the debt of blood upon this land. Burn alive all humanki...

Quarantined by the plague of government. Ideological barriers of ignorance. Lives changed by concrete. Suppressed by autocracies throughout the centuries. 

These are the debit souls. Force fed notions of nation and bearing rags of sovereigns yet to fall. They play servant to lines in the sand. They are the shrapnel embedded in the womb of history and of all time to come. Wartorn is the unborn. The undead martyr....

Figment options stand upon platforms of contention promoting themselves as products. Their proposals are ultimatums and nothing more than a higher form of bribery, mere scenery for the self identured and parasite to a false sense of obligation. No choices offe...

I want to do everything yet I sit and do nothing. All that say, says nothing at all. Does mere existence truly justify itself? Optional in your world of confusion, powerless in my world of frustration. You seem to laugh, I sit and cry. In this world we all los...