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Death To Distraction

Death to distraction. Reverse the resurrection. Today we say what is not said or read, and I'll bring to life what is now dead. No, this is not a message to me or you, but rather a call to arms, we arm with the truth. We are at war but what is it for? They say...

Fabricated

Consider that... Everything is biased in our eyes. Our creations and logic are a veiled disguise. I want you to see everything I have seen, but perspective dies as it exits our being. Our deepest thoughts and our visions they all die, as we force them out and...

Human Now

My words are divine as yours. I will break your fucking neck and blow your fucking mind now, please remain calm this bomb will soon detonate. It leaves you with room to think and some sense of know how, for you to see your wrongs cast in a new light. Fuck your...

Polish The Nightmare

They see the automation and they will not default. We accept these devious schemes because there are no morals in this economy. No heart. Polish up the nightmare and call it the american dream. Blood runs from your sockets and fills their pockets. They laugh w...

Right Now

Well it's been a long time coming, and I will not let this keep us down. We will not stand by and have you make moves for us. The time has come to hear us out, and I'll scream until your ears bleed. Now, right now, this is our time, our time to rise, come on l...

The Formula

Let me set the formula for a utopia, shattered dreams and bourgeoisie schemes leave classes to up-rise. Take a theory raise awareness, class-consciousness, then arm for the coup d'etat, strikes, and for the resistance. Don't let your fears stray the goal. The...

The Hook

I plan to wait through, I anticipate your touch, and your love. What should I do with the time I have away from your touch and on the road when all I want to do is stare in your beautiful eyes? Now listen, this is my one month promise. Being tired never felt t...

The Irony

Forget our names for one day, just how will we repent unmarked graves. Put a face to the names and that is terrorism, the world court proclaimed. Oh no, there he goes again, accusations tear their world apart, he leaves when he gets what he wants and so grows...

The Return

This is the return, a time for change and things have not, this is the return to the roots and movements of our mothers and fathers. It's power to the people and 2 years of protested war makes this country's dose something that's lethal, This country's voice i...

This Pen

This pen is my heart's desire, no I will not conspire to perceive your lies. I feel we have found a better way to make our mark. I feel that it lies in how I choose to live my life. Your faith, in my words, will lead you to see a new light or maybe you just mi...

What Is Left To Inspire?

What is left to inspire? A fabricated facade out of a perfect world replaces the old. I loathe this decaying society and culture, there are no more heroes, there's no hope anymore. Generations of literary masterpieces and avant-garde aesthetics are now buried...