Let's redefine our nature
and what it means to live.
More than survival.
More than a wage or a mortgage.
More than a life of servitude to banks and nations.
What are we waiting for, an invitation to emancipate ourselves?
Would we rather die, slaves to capital?
Fuck their dreams.
Live for yourself.
Track Name: FOLK DEVILS
We are folk devils and heretics;
scapegoats for the thieves,
the gluttons and the zealots
that are ripping you apart.
Your village burns
by the hands of your gods,
your financiers and your generals.
Open your fucking eyes and take back what is yours,
or stay haunted by your prejudiced ghosts,
and be bled dry by the real enemies
Track Name: HATEOCRACY
I write this shit to avoid petty acts of violence and property damage
I spit corrosive liquid fucking hate and I need a target
give me your god
I'll tear them apart and still be left unsatisfied.
Track Name: MDCCCLXXXIII
Six thousand years of religious genocide,
crusades and inquisitions
religious superstitions will cause this flock of sheep to die without their shepherd.
There's nowhere to hide.
So say a fucking prayer to your god that isn't there.
Say a fucking prayer.
Like you have no choice at all.
No say in your future.
Your ignorance is your bliss.
So you waste your life away on your knees begging for salvation.
It's fucking worthless. God is dead.