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Culture of Brutality
1. Armed with Despise
Armed with despise - I feel it in my veins while feeding on your lies makes me hollow. Drifting into nothingness, our lives - failures. Reduced to sentient machines, our workforce, our identity. I walk the earth in the shadow of my exploitation. I remain a child of slavery.
Live for nothing but misery. Live for nothing, die for green.
2. Of Rusty Knives
Concrete hives and waking lights all across the skyline. From your towers of ivory you gaze and you dictate. But there’s no love in your silky touch - no remains of empathy. This jungle made of glass will warp inside your grasp and all its history will vanish and retract. Beneath the glitter and the smoke, we’ll sharpen our rusty knives.
3. Chasing Horizons
As gold turns into dust and man-made systems crumble. Cities reduced to ash - we all tumble. Do we question our loyalty to a system that has betrayed us? I watch the fires beneath us, heretic chants pierce the night and so we dance upon the rubble of your pyramids. Remold the fallen temples in our dying light.
4. Spanking Your Laser Brain
Outcast, disowned, fragile - a man-made phantom. Backward, sexist, naive - blind to your own privilege. While the world moved on you’re still stuck in the mud of yesterdays. You still value what's “right and what’s wrong”. In your humble world the things have never changed - “there is a place for every woman”. Bred to trust the hierarchy, you are the least of us. You don't live equality cause you don't have the guts to question what they taught us, to criticize our upbringing - “a real man is this and that” - fuck this shit, I’m outta here. I’m smart enough to construct a self that isn't bound to any roles. I’m nowhere near the finish line but isn't that the idea? Grab the balance of power by the boys. This isn't just for the sisters, this is also for us.
5. Damaged Goods
Have I reached my time? Cause obviously I’m broken. Every time I look at me, I swallow in disgust. My self is just a farce - self-absorbed and hostile. I have lost all connections between the vessel and what’s inside of it. I listened to the shrinks in disguise, I took my meds, I lived your fantasy.
6. Destination Nowhere
Rise from the ashes of the past to embrace the approaching loneliness. The dreams and visions they have passed. All that remains is the sweet sweet suffering. And all that has-been and all that would-be - aghast amidst these cleansing flames. All my intentions, all the love - ripped apart by the claws of this world. Stay with me, bleed with me - praise our holy war. Stage your fall and submit to the essence of my core. Destination nowhere - i will find a way. On broken wings we travel through the realms of yesterday. Endless rivers of fire and flame shall guide our path on these horrid highways.
7. Doing Your Part
Working, working, working until you’re fucking dead. Middle-class phantasies - slavery aint that bad. And so you give in to the strain - comfort and safety. Wealth and bliss, chains and cuffs - all these years have led to this. Reproduce and adapt - give them human ammo. Wasted time, numbing silence, chug a can after work. There in front your tv you have died a million fucking deaths.
8. Vitreous Conformity
Sacrificed for bread and games - a hedonist utopia. Sold away for blood and plunder, robbed of our identity - you revived the curse of human separation. The stench of gold erodes our homes while we fall into poverty. Skinned alive by towering cranes - gutted of our culture - bribed and betrayed. Expelled and shunned we roam the streets while they evict us from our dreams. Endless human greed - false conformity. Robbers of life have made this place their home.
9. Beneath These Hills of Iron
Rise from the gorge that has you trapped. Imprisoned by their phony standards. Liberty is overhyped when all it does is keeping us in line. No remorse, no forgiveness (and) no holding back. Grind these shackles into dust - undo this fucking world. Tarnished costumes that move in line - hopeless and misguided. Words drip from lying holes while poisoned minds stay open-minded. In our trenches, helmets on - bracing for impacts. We taste the blood's bitterness, stricken by melancholy. And so it ends… and so it ends the fire in our hearts beneath these hills of iron. Savage chants of revolution muzzled in conflict. Desolation dominates the chasm in our minds. Ruled by blood - ruled by power - echoes from our past.
10. Negativity Blues
Out of touch with the world, losing grip on reality. I bide my time in secrecy, nothing here worth living for. And so I wither in bitterness, waiting for the days to go by. Hunting for a feeling inside the great collapse. Now I fucking know why everything feels useless. Monkey on my back - faded into black. Take me back to better days and leave me there to rot. All I want is this but this is worthless.
11. Whiteboard Criminal
I got no intentions to play your games, to act like I owe you. Your lack of heart and your arrogance will self-expel you soon enough. Behind the curtains - so calculated. Your machine fed with people's dreams. You don't care about the values, you just care about the cash. All this staged nonsense - pathetic normie trash. You sell the code, you deal in new identities, you reproduce what you took from us. The hype is real - the contract screams slavery - on the leash for the rest of life. You might be the industry but you don't fool us. There is no pride in servitude, no pricetag on our heads. Get fucked.
12. Teeth into Flesh
You are the source of my frustration. I am bound to you for life. Your shadow trails me when I’m down and on my highest peaks, you drip from my lips. These hallow eyes gaze into the abyss and out of the darkness you keep staring back. I am the king of dissent. I walk the earth in disbelief. You - enemy and friend.
13. Edge of Reason
I am stuck in my own ways, leashed to grinning quirks, cursed to walk alone, bewitched by treacherous dreams. And here I thought I was among the good but now I feel like I have become one of you. This was everything that I wanted, now it has become a threat. As the seasons faded and friends turned into dust. I couldn't help but wonder why I fell for misery. I feel the walls collapse but I no longer care, drained by all your drama - I'm ready to light the fuse. I have tried to make this work, have tried to overcome these fears. I thought I could do better but here it falls my house of cards. And as I erupt in flames, I wonder about one thing - did I had it all? And did I threw it all away? We all die alone! Suffocation - bitterness holds me in her grasp. Hesitation and fixation will lead me down this pit. On the edge of reason - rolled up in the dirt.
14. Keyboard Wars
Spitting nails and rage, unloading hate behind your screen - you fucking troll. Undetected, you scream into the void. Racist, sexist piece of shit - all alone in your crib. Cry all you want. No one gives a shit about your redneck politics - stop living in the past.
15. Icons of Filth
Whispers turned into screams, the strains have given birth to rage. Despotism from above - war is upon us. The beast is wounded, temples burn, the face of coin is no longer shrouded. Blood and bone in high demand - the end is nigh - grab it! I can feel the flames that warmed you die in terror. I can feel your gaze upon me shatter. The endless night engulfs me but i will not yield before that terror. No longer will i kneel in front your golden thrones. Fiends of our lives, we declare war upon you. Icons of filth no longer rule over us.
16. Tearless Oblivion
Silent screams pierce the night as another bag of gold swiftly changes hands. And as the suits grin and cheer, another lowborn chokes on madness. Dying within the safety that they promised and living on cause they won't let you fade. Conquered by fear, fed with crumbs of sadness, benighted and stripped of humanity. Starving in darkness - emotionally left behind. Chained to a faulty system - at the mercy of your guardians. Unbearable sadness - devoid of love, devoid of trust. Tearless oblivion - they have harvested all of you. They have condemned you to rot. And everything they promised was a fucking farce, no one fucking wants you and no one fucking cares. This is just a way to fill their pockets. They don't feel a thing inside their golden towers. They all just stand and watch us rip those guiltless hearts from your broken bodies. I stand helpless, cursed to endure your suffering.
17. Thanks for Nothing
Unfuck your life and run, run until your bones decay. There’s no shame in fucking off when everything turns to shit. I don't need this to fill the void, I am fine without your shackles. All the rewards in the world won't bring me back to serve you. There’s no love inside your rotten bowels, no aspiration to make things better. All you know is demanding more when I’m already crumbling. You got what you deserve. Thanks for nothing you piece of shit.
18. Positive Vibes Only
This is all I know, trapped inside the “up and down”. Manic or depressed, no more friends, no more foes. Isolated inside my shell, I don't fucking feel a thing. I am a useless coward - born to eat shit. Nailed to the wall - buried in concrete. Here is no fucking peace, I tumble as my worlds collapse. My DNA is faulty, my PMA is non-existent. No place to crawl and hide, covered in eternal flames.
19. Gatekeepers from Hell
Jaded, smugly - you’re so full of yourself. In your twenties, all go no slow. Scene-point jerk-off and then a normie. You come and go like fucking flies. You dictate the taste in your uniform and when you’re done you flush it down the drain. Everything you represent will fade.
20. Lowborn Extinction
Worthless scion - what is left of your world? Unbound hatred - wartorn solitude. Rage and sadness - predators towards yourself. Human terror - a world engulfed in flames of madness. You are wasting all your time to feed the mouths that spit on you. Strangled by their greed, you choke on your own hybris. The banners of their power they pierce the sky in unity. Hand on heart, heel on heel - sing their songs of lunacy. Spaced out - broken. Bow down before your screens. Modern tin gods - handheld consumerism. Riches and trinkets - promises of wealth and status. Lowborn extinction - acceptable necessity. Born into forlorn servitude and chained to the status quo. Bound to false promises - cultists of the afterglow. Fading obscurity - dazed but no longer idle. Walls are crumbling, eyes wide open - class against class.
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