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Prophet Motive
01:51
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A history gleaming in oxidized holy blood
Ancient scriptures reek of stained irons
Cultural rehauling
The master’s sacrilege
on the backs of beggars.
Ready made, dialectical response
Built from the tombs of man
Used to exalt the pious
Exalt the pure
Exalt the prophet
One path for all man.
Total seizure.
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Profit Motive
01:30
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What is this monster?
And how do we control it?
Make it till the soil
Eliminate forethought.
Accelerating towards death.
Spreading the disease
of scarcity
Reject the undeniable
The inalienable
To restore profit order.
Spit in the face of creation.
Our hunger knows no fucking bounds.
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3. |
Mere Phantoms
01:11
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A life in boxes/A life in fear
We are all trespassers here
Disgust for details/irreplicable shapes
A life under cracked ceilings/in front of blue screens,
with hands on digits and triggers.
Never to know the smell of rain and earth
Never to taste the bark/World disconnect
Take it all away
Parasitic existence
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Mirror Phantoms
01:38
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Stale portrait of perfection
Loftiest branches of humanity
They sprawl before you
Their projections more real than
Our petty scrounging.
Their splayed tailored flesh
More holy than our scars.
More real to us than
We could ever hope to be.
Their splayed tailored flesh
More holy than our scars.
A lifetime of grey yearnings
To be as fucking perfect
As the endless billboards
Mirror phantoms
Mirroring each other
Mirroring the hand
Master’s hand
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