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Ellipsism
02:43
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At break-neck speed, hollow tooth compartment
Turn run and hide, follow Truth Department
Bankrupted biosome corrupted protoplasm
Fetal positioned, screaming endless-echo spasm
Darkened dinocratic monstrous, the pill was washed
Red, he dragged through the lake, smoke and cloud
Benefactors gathered, hands spreading fevers
They pick their proteins straight from the marrow
Festering
The onslaught is coming
Posturing
Your intentions entombing
Betrayal
The ill keep succumbing
Bellowing
Consequences looming
You can balk at the lark, no more fun, it's no game
Viral interaction, swelling infection sans the shame
Lies suggesting less is always fearing the more
Flagrant amputation, no foot to place in the door
Festering
The onslaught is coming
Posturing
Your intention entombing
Trial separation of spine and limb goes untreated
Disconnect of harsh reason and timid trepidation
[fix breath] Cancer adaptation error four-oh-four
Totalitarian fashion designed for proliferation
Betrayal
The ill keep succumbing
Bellowing
Consequences looming
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Razorblade Gasoline
05:21
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Your sedation tactic,
Laced lactic acid attack
Numb away the dumb
Dumbed down with Tums
Balls in your court
Flat without a retort
Resort to contort
Ignored for sport
Gay away the prey
Prayed piped and paid
Preswiped, hung, and laid
Too afraid to erenade
Balance yourself son you're never gonna make it
If you burn both sides with candles at night
And your mind it escapes you
Comically dismembered
Egregious in nature
Public denial
With twisted nomenclature
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Quaint polupses squelching prolapsed synapsis
Behind false doors made of bone failures
Bellowing harsh won't get you far/ but we've been wrong before
Now you're on top and you're singing hallelujah
Backwards worship from knees upside out
Menial millennial junkies milking their pineal pillows
Plantation liberation, westward we ride
Elicit despondent an existential sigh
Variation machination, failure to describe
The prose was clandestine and dry
Wrought hollow, basking in terrific energies foreign and far from home
We don't appreciate your lack of concentration
The humble denial hand-lie coordination
backmask handclap
Fix yourself like you fix your election
Top this posthumous pompous taunt of us
Clip the level to watch as the VU seizes
Summon the motive 'til the itching ceases
Backlit endorphin luminescent tarpon
Biothermal excitements
Future pleasure amputations
Spineless discord mutation
Horizontal ladder levitations
You amaze me
How smooth
Your skin
It lies
On the floor
You sweat
Small stuff
Bothers me
How endless
Is endlessly
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4. |
Bookchin Interlude
00:28
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5. |
Overdosing On Time
02:49
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Soaking from the damage
Inflicted in youth
Keep it together
Basking tired and sad,
forlorn and fed from fright
No end in sight
Zero seconds 'til collision
Fire raining from your heaven
Backwash people sacrifice
Personal universe cessations
Starvation publication,
cancer-spread the lie
blame those who die
Oppression victimization,
Backstab banker revels
in pools of blood
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6. |
Morbid Consortium
03:14
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Automatic transport citizen decay
Loading bodies into the shuttle bay
Muted thoughts, severed brains
Clockwork gears strengthen the chain
Repeating the patter again
The Void welcomes the next of kin
Wishing, screaming, praying for this, too
Coping methods all played out
Imprisoned by the passing of time
Stuck in this chilling paradigm
Set for the motion to recall
Dissidents assemble, refuting your faith
Tension palpable, ready to break
So ensued another mistake
And watching morals as they decay
The bodies rot in the shuttle bay
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FTP
03:17
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Gas mask infusion meets equestrian assault
The child and old drenched in saccharin hope
With the hammer click the glass awe splinters
The sun half mast they dismiss the crowds below
Broken windows are not violence
Hate billows in clouds born of tear gas canister
Screams from a boil wrought blood and curdle
Epidermal deterioration, wounds from the ground
Wash away the oil to deepen the burn in vain
Broken windows are not violence
Collect the wooden bullets and build your houses
Out of particle board protections of classist defiance
The wool grown more prized than the sheep itself
Without a voice to call its own, the fur sheers back
Broken windows are not violence
It all tears apart from underneath
We are all the ones to blame
Never caring enough for them
Ignoring what we've become
Gazing into the blank void, a reflection of hate
Piston locked eyes with the ignition spark
We watch you kill your creation without thought
Pornographic byproduct genocide fully televised
Broken windows are not violence
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Hollow Columbus, Ohio
violently anti-fascist midwestern posthardcore
ffo: atdi, fugazi
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