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First Casualty
02:53
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Blank stare gazes upward.
Don't dare speak a word.
The truth lies in a grave
Her headstone reads fraud.
Facts buried alongside
A decomposing God.
For all of our grasping
At last we will now share.
A boundless well of shame
And despair.
Bullshit is a sacrament.
Our faith writ in excrement.
Seduced by self-regard.
Weakened by vanity.
We will make no attempt
To preserve sanity.
Viciousness now enshrined,
Begetting violence.
All those who would resist
Brought to silence.
This is normal now.
Rejection of reality.
Embrace of this banality.
Succumb to mob mentality.
Await the last decree.
They handed you the tools so you could build a snare.
You were just following the rules, a hapless pawn going nowhere.
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Paranoia, tribalism.
Fetishizing destruction.
Isolated echo chamber
Feeding back your delusion.
Directionless egotism.
Find purpose in escapism.
Quotidian desperation
Drives you into savagery.
Worshippers of the apocalypse.
Boot poised on a skull.
Rifle aimed in the air.
Mundane cares melt away
In mortal urgency.
In your blood soaked fantasy
You must kill for liberty.
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Minotaur
05:33
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Dwelling in the panopticon
Under your master's gaze.
No need to ever struggle.
The Minotaur loves its maze.
Why should we even bother
To try and make a change?
Ignorance is comfortable;
Your reward is in range.
We are the monsters we've been waiting for.
Tableau of human misery
That we choose to ignore.
Corrosion of the spirit
As we fight to have more.
Routine of grief and horror.
Mass murder's a cliche.
Another boring massacre
Punctuates every day.
We are the monsters we've been waiting for:
An unholy perversion, rotten to its core.
Accept the lie that comes most easily.
On the day you die, you still won't be free.
Stare into your reflection
As the walls are closing in.
You are your own jailer,
Trapped by fear and failure.
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Consensual Hallucination
02:50
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We're anesthetized
Against suffering
Witnessed each day.
Fresh atrocity
Flits past conscious thought
Lost in the fray.
This mass delusion feels far more real
Than impacting slugs.
Corporate consecration,
Paradox of isolation
Through constant connection.
Every moment sponsored.
Experiences on demand.
Who needs an identity
When you have a brand?
Our thoughts and hopes
Are just data points
In an evolving trend.
Microtransaction, putrefaction.
Kill time while waiting for tedium to end.
We decompose—
Abnegation.
This hyper-real simulation—
Our consensual hallucination.
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5. |
Wrongs
05:43
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Every misbegotten war
Pits the poor against the poor.
Grist for a satanic mill
As our betters consume their fill.
Born free, and yet in chains.
The tyrant eternal reigns.
System functions perfectly,
Tells you what you need to be.
No hope breaches this cell.
Our sentence—a life in hell.
Toothless predator luring its prey.
Strikes when you're weak and skulks away.
Helpless cries rise from the din,
Drowned out by mute aggression.
"Wrongs darker than death or night."
Wait for resignation to set in.
Passing generation—no progression.
Enslaved by fear.
Blinded by hate.
Confined by greed.
Accept your fate.
With a calm, fixed mind, I defy thee.
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Waking up on a filthy floor.
Ears still ring, and your neck is sore.
Get everyone in the van.
Hit the road to do it again.
Vistas of nothing drift by
When clouds darken the sky.
Racing against the storm
As your doom takes its form.
Crossing the Death Bridge.
Is this how it all ends?
Crossing the Death Bridge
While all hell descends.
The depths beckon to you.
Torrents obscure your view.
Reaper’s hand reaches out.
All hope swallowed by doubt.
Phantasms of old regrets,
Failures, and empty threats
Emerge to haunt you now—
Avenge each broken vow.
Will any of us live to see the other side?
Will we go down like Cliff on this final ride?
Will any of us live to see the other side?
Will we be washed away by the rising tide?
Crossing the Death Bridge.
Is this how it all ends?
Crossing the Death Bridge.
No chance to make amends.
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Eradicate the Malignancy
02:34
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Snuff out the hateful vermin.
Eradicate the malignancy.
Twisted by resentment and false narratives,
You've become a cancer and must be destroyed.
Extract the tumor and let it burn.
Maybe you can't drive out the darkness by sinking to their level,
But it's clear that talking will never be enough.
An evil tongue echoes their 14 words until we cut it out.
Cowards arm themselves to the teeth to murder the defenseless.
Will this madness ever cease?
Only if it dies with them.
Will this madness ever cease?
Only if it dies with us.
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8. |
City Killer
03:58
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Human existence hangs by a thread.
A single snip and you’re dead.
The delicate balance that nurtures life,
Disrupted by violence of man-made strife.
We burn the means of our survival.
Exploit this world—greedy, suicidal.
Anthropocene death and rebirth.
Our end approaches to renew the Earth.
In the final analysis we remain utterly insignificant.
A futile anomaly to be removed—so stubbornly self-important.
What is the instrument of our demise
Coming to cut down these fragile lives?
From across vacuum a visitor draws near,
Inexorably pulled toward a blue sphere.
Unforgiving nature far more efficient
Than all our bombs and toxins.
A chance collision ushers in
Our extinction.
Like the tyrant king secure in his supremacy,
We lord over our domain.
Scarce able to conceive our devices washed away
Beneath the killing rain.
Impact brings massive devastation.
A cloud of dust conceals the sun.
Hail our doom.
City killer.
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Bootlicker
02:53
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Peel away the mask of civility.
Reveal the hatred and insanity
That always lurked somewhere in the shadows.
Now, let your vileness stand exposed.
Power is the only law,
And you’re already on your knees.
Do other lives count if you don’t know their names?
Scream out, “I got mine,” as the ship goes down in flames.
A suicide pact for a society, signed in the blood of the weak.
A wasting disease at the heart of nations.
The deepest longing within you:
To be ruled with ruthlessness.
To rub the Other’s face in the dirt,
Forget your own worthlessness.
Behold the rise of a glorious new age,
A pure white world gleaming in its cage.
A soundtrack of muffled screams
For your circumscribed dreams.
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10. |
Golden Age of the Grift
05:26
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Welcome to the Golden Age of the Grift.
Apophenia offers meaning
In a mad world poised for collapse.
Consent is manufactured at a lightning pace.
Eager suckers populate our database.
It’s time to engage.
Drool at the sound of fresh outrage.
This drama is a trainwreck.
Stagger from farce to pathos.
All the while, behind the scenes
The mountain of corpses grows.
The nattering chorus
Sings its vile refrain
For lost causes.
In constant need of stimulation.
Jonesing for their dose of indignation.
Marks are everywhere in this bankrupt culture
And parasites to drain their last buck.
Believe anything.
Apophenia.
Bubbles sealed hermetically.
We’re arranged conveniently.
Every fool is in their place
As we enjoy the poison’s taste.
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