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Bottom Feeder (An Anthem for the Luddites)

father take my life slit my throat to end my life burn my soul to end my life father I scream for you I pray for you I bleed for you I killed for you I cried for you I hate for you I died for you father I pray to you kill me kill me father kill me kill me 

Burn the Churches - A Manifesto

I can't live this life I can't live I slit the throat of the son of god on a crucifix i impale your god jesus wept in my bloody arms his rotting soul I set to burn I pray that your god will burn I pray that your church will burn burn the churches end the faith...

Child Autonymous a.k.a. Shit on Your Providers

Child autonomous. This is a call to arms. Illegal is divine. Age numbers exist as control. Rip the path of science. A spectrum will be created. The child gains autonomy. Hands are your own. No project owns code. The tech seeds are stolen. Shit on your provider...

Confessions of a Soothsayer

perpetual becoming master and slave embraced by a kiss the solemn reply I must only conquer myself opinions mean nothing insignificance dominates I've created this hell when will it end language is lost in the struggle I confess my thoughts I accept my slavery...

Descend from Heaven

crucified by your lies crushed by the hands of god voices grow as I descend from heaven your children suffer choking on your words that cut through the mind my poached soul is pushed towards this god's hell I ask no forgiveness as I rest upon the cross and suf...

Descent from Heaven

Crucified by your lies, Crushed by the hand of God, Voices grow, As I descend from Heaven. Your children suffer, Choking on words that cut through the mind, My poached soul is pushed towards this God's Hell. I ask no forgiveness, As I rest upon the cro...

Dethrone or Devour (While There Is a Soul in Prison I Am Not Free)

my insides are weak when hands are the voice and minds are destroyed what truth do I know if I know I don't live and my insides aren't there my hands serve a structure and truth I do not know what invention is this that covers my eyes and weakens my insides wh...

Emergence (Through the Cables)

bleeding through the cables living through the cables breathing through the cables emergence through the cables A-life is not a life A-life is not a life binary is death binary is death are we A-life binary is death binary is death are we a code we're all vict...

Gameboy a.k.a. Where Technology and Anarchy Fuck

Capital has always claimed to love its children. It only loves its idea of children. Educate yourself. Toys can become our weapons. The soldering iron gives us the control. This is a schematic for youth revolt. This is where technology and anarchy fuck. Shit i...

Gutter Tech (Mutation Engine)

i'm "close to the machine" i resist the evolution erase the code erase control transcribe the nerves transcribe the soul this is gutter tech this is not a neural network emergence of the machine allegiance to the algorithm eliminate mutation engine engineer gu...

I'll Sleep Under the Ground

stones of red take my heart i don't want to fucking live you can have my heart I give up the struggle I don't want the fight I don't want to fucking live the grounds where I'll sleep tonight watch the serpent bleed as I succumb to the sun a voice turns to scre...

Modeling the Fossil Evidence (There Is Glory in Subversion)

there's glory in subversion there's glory in destruction fossils are an invention to serve the technophile fossils are an invention to preserve the artificial lie humanity is being coded existence is uploaded only simulation exists to construct the fossil evid...

On Which It Fed

Once with me, Now ripped away, Torn from my heart as the body decays, A life exhumed by destructive disease, To control their worlds, To control their screams abused and diseased Forsaken they scream, My life for you. 

Perceptions of a Binary Meta-psyche

it is impossible to resist we are binary I've been devoured and consumed I accept my fate my legs are heavy so the marching will stop the questions will end I have been coded I resist I lied to myself I have been dictated by the program I will run my course th...

Predator-Prey

the Daedulus was a failure our encounters have ordained life our encounters will prey on life an avatar is inscribed cartesian thought will not survive the techno-monolith will starve and die are we the predator or the prey are we the inventors of decay the pr...

Running with the Hunted

bred to machines visited by evil I made my supplication a flood destroys all flesh suppressed and conditioned a factory of tears a brave new world transgression of fears with every smile a tear a culture of the damned a tourniquet on the land upraised from the...

School Steals the Capacity for Autonymous Action a.k.a. Micro-Consuming Machines

Watching the blackboard. Listening to the master's voice. As a micro-consuming machine. School steals the capacity for autonomous action. Preparing for the status quo. Put on the sacrificial altar of law and executed. Youth are imprisoned. Bound by the work ma...

The Cyborg Handbook

will you hear me when i scream when I bleed when I burn Von Neuman's dead the a-life will end the luddites were right the luddites were right I'm the machine I'm not alive 

The Data Body

listening with palms of nails I have no voice why can't I be the data body and let the programmer program my life the way to end the suffering slowly losing my voice filled by a throat of nails and let the savior save my soul I live and die by the code the dat...

The Iconography of John Henry

Projecting humanity's soul To a corporate killing machine With an ideology of greed And a hierarchy of screams. We are all john Henry's children And as this we are alone. Elza was a program. John Henry had a soul. The screams that built an ico...