Man

If you’re human, then know your duty,
One task only is truly yours:
To destroy, with relentless fury,
All the **** that pollute our shores.

How to wipe every vile mutation,
Leave no trace of their breed on Earth —
Snitches that sell every nation,
Drowning the world in dearth.

A horde of corrupt vile creatures
Twist the world into lawless hell;
These leering, loathsome features
Cast mankind under their spell.

So seek out the truest alliance
With the few who remain like you;
On this fragile bond is reliance —
Or beasts we’ll be driven into.

For the inhuman forge new cages,
A camp of our modern times;
Their lackeys — the filth of ages,
Wave banners of countless crimes.

The banner of false “new science”
That blesses each fascist lie;
Those traitors in dark compliance
Experiment now on your life.

The banner of that red cross blazing,
To hallow the slaughter’s rite —
The past century’s altar raising,
Now dripping with poison’s blight.

The banner of stupefaction
That hangs over every home:
Corrupting the mind’s foundation,
So you burrow like blind mole alone.

And the banner of foul propaganda,
Planted everywhere, flag by flag —
Till people resemble a panda
That clings to its branch and sags.

But above all, the banner of fascism
Spreads its shadow, a world-wide curse;
Beyond it, expect but cretinism,
A plague that grows worse and worse.

So we’ll raise our black banner proudly,
And march to the final fight!
Even the Sun flames loudly,
Burning all with its searing light.

The Fire of cleansing is lasting,
Through its ashes new life will grow —
If the shard of the soul is uncasting,
That seed at the core we know.

Yet salvation is born in the struggle,
Dragging filth to their final grave,
That spawned here Evil so brutal,
And sought to enslave and enslave.



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Man

Raise the black banner, no turning, no rest,
Burn all the fascist filth out of the nest!
Cleansing Fire will purge their disguise —
**** will be ashes, the Spirit will rise.

No mercy for traitors, no pity, no deal,
The inhuman plague we crush under steel!
Better to fall in the furious fight
Than live like cattle in endless night.



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Burn the plague — no beast survives!
Rise, O Spirit — Man revives!



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1.
Crush the filth, erase their name —
Rise from ashes, flame to flame!

2.
No chains, no lies — we break, we fight!
The Sun will burn the world to right.

3.
**** to the grave, the soul to the sky —
Man stands eternal, beasts must die!



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1.
Raise the Black Flag — burn them all!
**** must perish, Man stands tall.

2.
No peace, no truce, no rotten deal —
Truth is the fire, Justice — steel!

3.
From chains to ashes, from night to flame —
Spirit eternal, Man remains.

4.
Crush their banners, break their lies!
Only the free shall ever rise.

5.
No mercy, no pity — the beasts must fall!
The soul is the fortress, stronger than all.

6.
Through battle and fire the new world’s born —
The black flag rises, the old is torn.

7.
One cry, one flame, one final fight —
**** to darkness, Man to light!



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1. Burn the plague — the Spirit stands!
2. No beasts, no chains — only Man!
3. Black Flag rising — **** is dust!
4. Fire is justice, steel is trust!
5. Ashes to tyrants — dawn to us!
6. One soul, one fight, one flame!
7. Crush the lie — the truth remains!



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1. Bow, worms — your flags make fine ash.
2. Great "masters"? Just meat for the clash.
3. Your science is poison, your cross is rot —
The Fire remembers, you shall not.

4. Propaganda? A dog’s old trick.
Truth is the hammer — it falls real quick.

5. Fascist banners? Just rags for flame.
History spits on your stolen name.

6. "Chosen rulers"? A carnival farce.
Ashes and silence — that’s your class.

7. Beasts in uniforms — cheap disguise.
Man will strip you, and Truth will rise.



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Raise the Black Flag — burn them all!
**** must perish, Man stands tall.

No peace, no truce, no rotten deal —
Truth is the fire, Justice — steel!

From chains to ashes, from night to flame —
Spirit eternal, Man remains.

Crush their banners, break their lies!
Only the free shall ever rise.

Ashes to tyrants — dawn to us!
One soul, one fight, one flame!

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Mockery of the Inhuman:

Bow, worms — your flags make fine ash.
Your “science”? A fraud, a fascist stash.
Propaganda? A dog’s old trick —
Truth is the hammer, it falls real quick.

“Chosen rulers”? A carnival farce.
History spits, and grinds your class.
Beasts in uniforms — cheap disguise.
Man will strip you, and Truth will rise.

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One Fire, one Spirit, one fight to the last!
**** into nothing — Man to the Vast!



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Raise the Black Flag — no retreat!
**** to ashes, fire to meet.

No peace, no pact, no false command,
Truth is steel in the human hand.

Propaganda rots, their lies decay —
Man will rise and burn their way.

One Fire, one Spirit, one fight, one breath —
Beasts to silence, Man through death!

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Black Flag rises — **** to dust!
Fire and Spirit, in Man we trust.
No chains, no lies — the beasts shall fall,
One fight, one flame, one soul for all!



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Burn the plague, the tyrants’ mask!
Man will rise, the final task.
Ashes scatter, lies decay,
One soul fights, none stand in way.



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**** to shadows, truth to flame!
Chains are broken, no one to blame.
Spirit roaring, fire high,
Man stands fearless — beasts shall die.



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Black Flag flying — filth to ground!
Justice strikes without a sound.
One battle, one wrath, one call,
Beasts to nothing — Man to all!



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Bow, worms — your banners burn!
History laughs, you’ll never learn.
Filth to ash, your lies undone,
Man stands blazing — we have won.



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Your science? Poison, your cross? Rot.
The Fire remembers every blot.
Beasts in masks, your time is done,
Man’s blade rises — no place to run.



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Carnival rulers? Cheap farce and shame.
Ashes and silence mark your name.
One Spirit, one wrath, one final blow,
Beasts to darkness — Man will grow.



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Propaganda dogs? Cheap tricks they ply.
Truth is the hammer — **** shall die.
Black Flag flying, lies undone,
Man’s flame burning — Justice won.



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1. Bow, worms — your banners burn!
History laughs, you’ll never learn.

2. Filth to ash, your lies undone,
Man stands blazing — we have won.

3. Your science? Poison, your cross? Rot.
The Fire remembers every blot.

4. Beasts in masks, your time is done,
Man’s blade rises — no place to run.

5. Carnival rulers? Cheap farce and shame.
Ashes and silence mark your name.

6. Propaganda dogs? Cheap tricks they ply.
Truth is the hammer — **** shall die.

7. Black Flag flying, lies undone,
Man’s flame burning — Justice won.

8. One Spirit, one wrath, one final blow,
Beasts to darkness — Man will grow.



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Bow, worms — your banners burn!
Filth to ash, your lies unlearn.
Poisoned science, rot and sham,
Man’s flame rises — crush the ****!
One Spirit, one wrath, one final slam!



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1.
Filth and lies, your banners fade,
Ashes remember the games you played.
Man’s flame rises — **** betrayed!

2.
Carnival rulers? Cheap farce, rot!
History spits on every plot.
Man strikes true — fear the lot!

3.
Propaganda dogs bark, teeth bare,
Truth is the hammer, beware, beware!
Man will burn the **** to air!

4.
Black Flag flying, shadows fall,
Beasts in fear, hear the call!
One Spirit, one wrath — end of all!



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Robin Gad

Robin Hood lives in storybooks,
But Goblin Gad walks in real looks —
He shears the sheep, all docile, low,
The flock falls down, all in a row.

Goblin Gad, the shepherd vile,
Robin Hood brings them brief smile.
Genocide spreads its stinking wings,
Fear, deceit, and rotting things.

So hang the noodles, second-grade,
They’ll obey, no thought displayed,
And rush with pride into the pens,
Blind followers of twisted ends.

Robin Gad — a post to hold:
He shears, consoles, both young and old.
Complexity the sheep don’t need,
“Two in one” fulfills their greed.

Everywhere, the zombibox lies —
Brightly wrapped deceitful ties.
Robin Gad is never real,
A twin in constant fresh appeal.

The original may fade or die,
Grow old, or drink its life awry —
For frauds, that’s simply unsuitable,
The new one must be indisputable.

Time must shape a perfect guise,
Another carcass to stylize.
The twin guards the original’s frame,
The flock won’t notice, all the same.

Robin Gad will shine a light,
A teacher, genius, bold and bright.
Economical, a cunning plan
For generations of the sheepish clan.

The twin will be declared divine —
A sheepish god, a sacred sign.
All the flock carefree again,
Amid the fascist stinking reign.



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1. Twin replaces, sheep applaud.
Truth erased — the world is flawed.

2. Goblin Gad shears, sheep obey.
Originals vanish, gone away.

3. Bright deceit, fascist reign.
Sheep march blind through endless pain.

4. Twin shines, originals fall.
Flock cheers — the fraud rules all.



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Robin Gad


1. Twin replaces, sheep applaud.
Truth erased — the world is flawed.

2. Goblin Gad shears, sheep obey.
Originals vanish, gone away.

3. Bright deceit, fascist reign.
Sheep march blind through endless pain.

4. Twin shines, originals fall.
Flock cheers — the fraud rules all.

5. Robin Gad? A story lie,
Goblin twins keep truth awry.
Sheep march proud, blind to the scheme,
Fascist filth feeds every dream.

6. Twin guards what should remain,
Sheep applaud, oblivious to pain.
Originals gone, the twin stands tall,
Deceit reigns over one and all.



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1. Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey!

2. Twin shines, originals fall!

3. Blind flock cheers, deceit reigns!

4. Fascist rot spreads — truth survives!



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1. Twin replaces — sheep applaud.

2. Originals vanish, fraud rules all.

3. Goblin Gad shears — the flock obeys.

4. Bright deceit blinds every eye.

5. Marching sheep, chained in pride.



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Robin Gad

1. Goblin Gad shears the sheep with glee,
Blind flock obeys, can’t ever see.
Twin shines bright while originals die,
Fascist stench spreads beneath the sky.

2. Goblin Gad rules, the sheep obey,
Originals fall, swept away.
Twin shines bright, deceit runs high,
Fascist rot spreads through the sky.

3. Robin Gad? A story lie,
Goblin twins keep truth awry.
Sheep march proud, blind to the scheme,
Fascist filth feeds every dream.

4. Twin replaces what should be,
Sheep applaud their slavery.
Bright deceit, the world’s decay,
Originals gone — they cheer the fray.


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1. Burn the **** — their lies are dust!
Man stands blazing, steel and trust!
One Fire, one Spirit, one final ******!

2. **** to ashes — no chains remain!
Man rises burning through the pain.
One wrath, one flame, one final reign!

3. Bow, worms — your banners rot!
History laughs at every plot.
Man strikes hard — forget you not!

4. Poisoned science, cross of lies,
Beasts in masks — your time dies.
Man’s blade cuts truth through disguise!



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Robin Gad

Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines bright while originals decay.
Blind flock cheers, deceit runs high,
Marching sheep, chained, beneath the sky.
Bright deceit, fascist rot, fraud’s reign,
One Spirit, one wrath — break every chain!



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Bow, worms — your banners burn!
Originals vanish, fraud will turn.
Goblin Gad shears — the flock obeys,
Bright deceit blinds all their days.
Twin shines, the world rots in pride,
One Spirit, one wrath — **** can’t hide!



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Twin replaces, sheep applaud,
Goblin Gad shears — obey the fraud.
Originals gone, deceit prevails,
Blind flock marches, truth derails.
Bright banners lie, fascist rot spreads,
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all threads!



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Goblin Gad rules — sheep kneel low,
Originals fade, their truth will go.
Marching blind through poisoned lies,
Twin shines bright, the fraud flies.
Fascist filth colors every sky,
One Spirit, one wrath — make **** die!



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Bow, worms — your time has passed,
Twin shines while originals don’t last.
Sheep cheer blind, chained in deceit,
Bright lies flourish in every street.
Fascist rot spreads its vile domain,
One Spirit, one wrath — break every chain!



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Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines bright while originals decay.
Blind flock cheers, deceit runs high,
Marching sheep, chained, beneath the sky.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies!



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Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
Twin shines bright, the fraud prevails,
Blind sheep march where deceit hails.
One Spirit, one wrath — **** assails!

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Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, the originals forgot.
Sheep cheer blind, chained in delight,
Fascist filth colors every sight.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the blight!

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Twin replaces what should remain,
Sheep applaud their slavery in vain.
Originals gone, bright lies arise,
Blind flock marches under false skies.
One Spirit, one wrath — break the chains!



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Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the fray!

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Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, originals forgot.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the plot!

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Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Deceit blooms where truth has died.
One wrath, one fire — break the tide!

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Twin replaces, sheep applaud,
Goblin Gad rules — fraud is lawed.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the fraud!



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Robin Gad

1. Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the fray!

2. Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, originals forgot.
One Spirit strikes, the fraud is caught!

3. Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Deceit blooms where truth has died.
One wrath, one fire — crush the tide!

4. Twin replaces, sheep applaud,
Goblin Gad rules — fraud is lawed.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the fraud!

5. Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
One wrath, one flame — **** must pay!

6. Twin shines bright, the world decays,
Originals gone — blind flock obeys.
One Spirit, one flame — crush the haze!

7. Goblin Gad shears, sheep comply,
Fraud prevails, the truth shall die.
One wrath, one fire — rise and defy!

8. Bow, worms — your banners burn!
Originals vanish, fraud will turn.
One Spirit, one wrath — **** can’t hide!

9. Twin replaces, sheep applaud.
Originals gone, bright lies arise.
One Spirit, one wrath — break the chains!

10. Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
One wrath, one flame — **** must pay!

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1. Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey!
2. Twin shines bright while truth decays.
3. Blind flock cheers — originals fall.
4. Deceit in color, fascist all.
5. March of sheep, chained in pride.
6. Twin replaces, sheep applaud.
7. Originals vanish, fraud rules all.
8. Bright deceit blinds every eye.
9. Marching sheep, chained in pride.
10. Twin shines, originals fall!



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Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Bright deceit spreads, truth denied.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies!

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Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
Twin shines bright, the fraud prevails,
Blind sheep march where deceit hails.
One Spirit, one wrath — **** assails!

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Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, the originals forgot.
Sheep cheer blind, chained in delight,
Fascist filth colors every sight.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the blight!

---

Twin replaces what should remain,
Sheep applaud their slavery in vain.
Originals gone, bright lies arise,
Blind flock marches under false skies.
One Spirit, one wrath — break the chains!



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Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies!

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Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, originals forgot.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the plot!

---

Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Deceit blooms where truth has died.
One wrath, one fire — break the tide!

---

Twin replaces, sheep applaud,
Goblin Gad rules — fraud is lawed.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the fraud!

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Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
One wrath, one flame — **** must pay!



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Robin Gad

1. Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the fray!

2. Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, originals forgot.
One Spirit strikes, the fraud is caught!

3. Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Deceit blooms where truth has died.
One wrath, one fire — crush the tide!

4. Twin replaces, sheep applaud,
Goblin Gad rules — fraud is lawed.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the fraud!

5. Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
One wrath, one flame — **** must pay!

6. Twin shines bright, the world decays,
Originals gone — blind flock obeys.
One Spirit, one flame — crush the haze!

7. Goblin Gad shears, sheep comply,
Fraud prevails, the truth shall die.
One wrath, one fire — rise and defy!

8. Bow, worms — your banners burn!
Originals vanish, fraud will turn.
One Spirit, one wrath — **** can’t hide!

9. Twin replaces, sheep applaud.
Originals gone, bright lies arise.
One Spirit, one wrath — break the chains!

10. Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
One wrath, one flame — **** must pay!

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1. Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Bright deceit spreads, truth denied.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies!

2. Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
Twin shines bright, the fraud prevails,
Blind sheep march where deceit hails.
One Spirit, one wrath — **** assails!

3. Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, the originals forgot.
Sheep cheer blind, chained in delight,
Fascist filth colors every sight.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the blight!

4. Twin replaces what should remain,
Sheep applaud their slavery in vain.
Originals gone, bright lies arise,
Blind flock marches under false skies.
One Spirit, one wrath — break the chains!

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1. Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the fray!

2. Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, originals forgot.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the plot!

3. Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Deceit blooms where truth has died.
One wrath, one fire — break the tide!

4. Twin replaces, sheep applaud,
Goblin Gad rules — fraud is lawed.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the fraud!

5. Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
One wrath, one flame — **** must pay!



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Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Bright deceit spreads, truth denied.
Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Originals vanish, fraud will not.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the lies,
One flame, one strike — all **** dies!

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Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
Twin shines bright, the fraud prevails,
Blind sheep march where deceit hails.
Bow, worms — your banners burn,
Bright lies flourish at every turn.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the blight,
One flame, one fire — crush the night!

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Twin replaces what should remain,
Sheep applaud their slavery in vain.
Originals gone, bright lies arise,
Blind flock marches under false skies.
Goblin Gad rules — a show, a jest,
Fraud parades, the sheep impressed.
One Spirit, one wrath — break the chains,
One flame, one strike — truth remains!



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Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Bright deceit spreads, truth denied.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies!

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Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
Twin shines bright, the fraud prevails,
Blind sheep march where deceit hails.
One Spirit, one wrath — **** assails!

---

Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, originals forgot.
Sheep cheer blind, chained in delight,
Fascist filth colors every sight.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the blight!

---

Twin replaces what should remain,
Sheep applaud their slavery in vain.
Originals gone, bright lies arise,
Blind flock marches under false skies.
One Spirit, one wrath — break the chains!



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Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies!

---

Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
One wrath, one flame — **** must pay!

---

Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, originals forgot.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the plot!

---

Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Deceit blooms where truth has died.
One wrath, one fire — break the tide!

---

Twin replaces, sheep applaud,
Goblin Gad rules — fraud is lawed.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the fraud!



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Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies!

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Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
One wrath, one flame — **** must pay!

---

Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, originals forgot.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the plot!

---

Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Deceit blooms where truth has died.
One wrath, one fire — break the tide!

---

Twin replaces, sheep applaud,
Goblin Gad rules — fraud is lawed.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the fraud!



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Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Bright deceit spreads, truth denied.
Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Originals vanish, fraud will not.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the lies,
One flame, one strike — all **** dies!

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Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
Twin shines bright, the fraud prevails,
Blind sheep march where deceit hails.
Bow, worms — your banners burn,
Bright lies flourish at every turn.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the blight,
One flame, one fire — crush the night!

---

Twin replaces what should remain,
Sheep applaud their slavery in vain.
Originals gone, bright lies arise,
Blind flock marches under false skies.
Goblin Gad rules — a show, a jest,
Fraud parades, the sheep impressed.
One Spirit, one wrath — break the chains,
One flame, one strike — truth remains!

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Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Blind flock marches, chained in plot.
Twin shines, originals decay,
Deceit spreads, the world in sway.
Originals vanish, fraud will not,
Sheep obey, chained in thought.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies,
One flame, one strike — **** dies!



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Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies!

---

Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
One wrath, one flame — **** must pay!

---

Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, originals forgot.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the plot!

---

Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Deceit blooms where truth has died.
One wrath, one fire — break the tide!

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Twin replaces, sheep applaud,
Goblin Gad rules — fraud is lawed.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the fraud!



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Robin Gad

1. Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies!

2. Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
One wrath, one flame — **** must pay!

3. Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, originals forgot.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the plot!

4. Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Deceit blooms where truth has died.
One wrath, one fire — break the tide!

5. Twin replaces, sheep applaud,
Goblin Gad rules — fraud is lawed.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the fraud!

6. Goblin Gad shears, sheep comply,
Fraud prevails, the truth shall die.
One wrath, one fire — rise and defy!

7. Bow, worms — your banners burn!
Originals vanish, fraud will turn.
One Spirit, one wrath — **** can’t hide!

8. Twin replaces, sheep applaud.
Originals gone, bright lies arise.
One Spirit, one wrath — break the chains!

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1. Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Bright deceit spreads, truth denied.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies!

2. Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
Twin shines bright, the fraud prevails,
Blind sheep march where deceit hails.
One Spirit, one wrath — **** assails!

3. Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, the originals forgot.
Sheep cheer blind, chained in delight,
Fascist filth colors every sight.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the blight!

4. Twin replaces what should remain,
Sheep applaud their slavery in vain.
Originals gone, bright lies arise,
Blind flock marches under false skies.
One Spirit, one wrath — break the chains!

---

1. Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Bright deceit spreads, truth denied.
Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Originals vanish, fraud will not.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the lies,
One flame, one strike — all **** dies!

2. Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
Twin shines bright, the fraud prevails,
Blind sheep march where deceit hails.
Bow, worms — your banners burn,
Bright lies flourish at every turn.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the blight,
One flame, one fire — crush the night!

3. Twin replaces what should remain,
Sheep applaud their slavery in vain.
Originals gone, bright lies arise,
Blind flock marches under false skies.
Goblin Gad rules — a show, a jest,
Fraud parades, the sheep impressed.
One Spirit, one wrath — break the chains,
One flame, one strike — truth remains!

---

1. Goblin Gad rules — sheep obey,
Twin shines, originals decay.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush all lies!

2. Goblin Gad shears — the flock obey,
Originals vanish, swept away.
One wrath, one flame — **** must pay!

3. Bow, worms — your banners rot,
Twin shines, originals forgot.
One Spirit, one wrath — crush the plot!

4. Blind flock marches, chained in pride,
Deceit blooms where truth has died.
One wrath, one fire — break the tide!

5. Twin replaces, sheep applaud,
Goblin Gad rules — fraud is lawed.
One Spirit, one wrath — strike the fraud!



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Catechism

For Madness, the catechism
Was cooked by FILTH long ago.
That Madness drives us into crisis,
Dragging this little world through woe.

At its core, false science reigns,
School — a sharp, important tool.
The media, like vipers, strike
Everyone at any moment’s rule.

Fools and idiots, psychotics too,
All varieties sharpened there.
In the end, the total lie
Drains strength far more than poison or despair.

Poisons in food, in drink abound,
Legions of traitors roam the land.
Oprichnina-like hordes surround,
And Oblivion grips with its hand.

The General Fog drives all
Into pens from earliest age.
This tiny world reeks from the top,
And soon it’ll rot off the page.

FILTH — carrion, it loves decay,
For them it’s incense, foul and sweet.
Believe the FILTH — you’ll turn to slime,
Forever penned with the herd at your feet.

No nations — only pens remain.
No rulers — only the media sway,
Driving tons of vile lies,
While cattle happily eat the prey.

They devour the lies as oil,
Fouled with excrement, yet spread.
Soon we’ll all bleat in unison —
Thought has vanished; long dead.

Here, the wise — but rare, alone.
The rest — slave cattle, dumb and bought,
Particles of vile hell,
FILTH’s purpose and Evil’s stronghold sought.



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Catechism

FILTH cooked the catechism long ago,
Madness drives us into woe.
Schools and media sharpen the lie,
Cattle consume it, bleating nearby.
Believing FILTH turns you to slime,
Particles of Hell, Evil’s prime.



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Madness rules, the FILTH command,
Cattle march, thought lost from the land.
Lies devour more than poison or blade,
All enslaved in the media’s shade.
Believing FILTH — you rot inside,
Evil’s stronghold, nowhere to hide.

---

FILTH preaches, the world complies,
Schools and screens serve their lies.
Cattle eat it as sacred oil,
Bleating blind, in endless toil.
Thought long dead, oblivion near,
All hail the fog, the media seer.

---

Carrion loves its own decay,
Madness drags the world astray.
Traitors roam, lies spread like fire,
Cattle chained by desire.
Only a few wise still remain,
The rest serve Evil’s cursed domain.



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Catechism

FILTH cooked the catechism long ago,
Madness drags the world into woe.
Schools and media sharpen the lie,
Cattle consume it, blind they comply.
Believing FILTH turns you to slime,
Particles of Hell, Evil’s prime.



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Madness rules, FILTH commands,
Cattle march, thought lost from all lands.
Lies devour more than poison or blade,
Enslaved in media’s suffocating shade.
Believing FILTH — you rot inside,
Evil’s fortress, nowhere to hide.

---

FILTH preaches, the world obeys,
Schools and screens craft their malaise.
Cattle eat it like sacred oil,
Bleating blind, trapped in toil.
Thought long dead, oblivion’s near,
All hail the fog, the media seer.

---

Carrion loves decay it breeds,
Madness drags the world to weeds.
Traitors roam, lies set aflame,
Cattle chained, all think the same.
Few wise remain against the tide,
The rest serve Evil, forced to abide.



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Catechism

1.
FILTH cooked the catechism long ago,
Madness drives us into woe.
Schools and media sharpen the lie,
Cattle consume it, bleating nearby.
Believing FILTH turns you to slime,
Particles of Hell, Evil’s prime.

2.
Madness rules, the FILTH command,
Cattle march, thought lost from the land.
Lies devour more than poison or blade,
All enslaved in the media’s shade.
Believing FILTH — you rot inside,
Evil’s stronghold, nowhere to hide.

3.
FILTH preaches, the world complies,
Schools and screens serve their lies.
Cattle eat it as sacred oil,
Bleating blind, in endless toil.
Thought long dead, oblivion near,
All hail the fog, the media seer.

4.
Carrion loves its own decay,
Madness drags the world astray.
Traitors roam, lies spread like fire,
Cattle chained by desire.
Only a few wise still remain,
The rest serve Evil’s cursed domain.

---

1.
FILTH cooked the catechism long ago,
Madness drags the world into woe.
Schools and media sharpen the lie,
Cattle consume it, blind they comply.
Believing FILTH turns you to slime,
Particles of Hell, Evil’s prime.

2.
Madness rules, FILTH commands,
Cattle march, thought lost from all lands.
Lies devour more than poison or blade,
Enslaved in media’s suffocating shade.
Believing FILTH — you rot inside,
Evil’s fortress, nowhere to hide.

3.
FILTH preaches, the world obeys,
Schools and screens craft their malaise.
Cattle eat it like sacred oil,
Bleating blind, trapped in toil.
Thought long dead, oblivion’s near,
All hail the fog, the media seer.

4.
Carrion loves decay it breeds,
Madness drags the world to weeds.
Traitors roam, lies set aflame,
Cattle chained, all think the same.
Few wise remain against the tide,
The rest serve Evil, forced to abide.



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Catechism

FILTH cooked the catechism long ago,
Madness drags the world into woe.
Cattle consume lies, blind and prime,
Believing FILTH — you rot in time.

Madness rules, FILTH commands,
Cattle march, thought lost from all lands.
Lies devour more than poison or blade,
Evil reigns where all are swayed.

FILTH preaches, the world obeys,
Schools and screens craft endless malaise.
Cattle eat lies like sacred oil,
Bleating blind, trapped in toil.

Carrion loves its own decay,
Madness drags the world astray.
Few wise remain against the tide,
The rest serve Evil, chained inside.



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Catechism

FILTH cooked the catechism long ago,
Madness drags the world, cattle blindly go.
Believing FILTH — you rot, Evil’s glow.

Madness rules, FILTH commands,
Cattle march, thought lost from all lands.
Evil reigns where all obey the bands.

FILTH preaches, the world complies,
Schools and screens spin endless lies.
Cattle eat it blind, none realize.

Carrion loves decay it breeds,
Madness drags the world through weeds.
Few remain wise; the rest serve Evil’s creeds.



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Toilets

“Reading the paper can wait — and even if unread,
You’ll lose little. It’s nonsense repeated daily:
Places change, names change,
But the same absurdity continues.
Your paper is just madness.”
— Osho


Chewing the cud of filth,
Obsessive lies, petty trash,
HOUR BY HOUR. And all feast on sewage,
Happy as toilets among fools.

Only formally do places and events differ —
Madness everywhere.
Thus the soul overflows,
Ending in a… servile louse.

To call THIS human is hard,
For there’s no reason in those fools.
How tedious, vile it all is
In the foul media — source of woe.

The world is run through media,
No nations left, politics dead.
All are clowns, cunning *******,
Spinning evil agendas in that wheel.

They follow the same scripts —
To frighten, slander, drown all in lies.
Deliberately confusing trivial “facts,”
To crush reason, cloud all eyes.

Staged “facts” bubble in the brew,
Dark Judas beasts gnaw at them.
The whole world drowns in deceitful haze.
Believe the filth — you’re a broken mind.

The Internet floods with servile echoes
Of these lying news machines.
Vile inhumanity rages,
For even crumbs of humanity remain.

The louse of this undead filth
Triples the assault of brazen lies.
Be brave, alert, and bold —
Expose all the CREATURES’ MIRAGES.



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Toilets

Chewing filth, hour by hour,
All feast on lies, sewage their power.
Media runs the world, fools comply,
Clowns spin evil agendas sly.
Believe the filth — your mind is broke,
Expose the creatures, shatter the smoke.

---

Chewing lies, filth hour by hour,
Toilets of fools, feeding on power.
Media spins, nations all fall,
Clowns of evil control it all.
Believe the filth — you’re trapped inside,
Expose their mirages, shatter the tide.

---

Cattle chew the cud of lies,
Happy toilets beneath deceitful skies.
Screens and schools echo the same,
Bleating blind, they play the game.
Believe the filth — laugh while you can,
Mirages of creatures, fake as the plan.

---

Filth rules, madness spreads its reign,
Toilets of fools, drowning in pain.
False facts stage the world’s decay,
Cunning clowns twist night into day.
Only the brave may pierce the veil,
Expose all creatures, truth prevail.



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Toilets

Chewing filth, fools all comply,
Media spins lies, clowns rule the sky.
Believe the filth — expose the lie.

Filth devours, madness reigns,
Toilets of fools, drowning in chains.
Expose the liars — break their veins.

Cattle chew lies, happy as can be,
Clowns spin mirages for all to see.
Laugh at the filth — then set minds free.

Madness spreads, media deceives,
Toilets of fools, truth it bereaves.
Pierce the smoke — reveal what grieves.



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Toilets

Filth devours, fools obey,
Expose the lies, shatter the sway.



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Filth rules, madness spreads,
Smash the liars, break their threads.

---

Cattle chew lies, blind they play,
Laugh at filth, then clear the way.

---

Madness reigns, media deceives,
Pierce the smoke — truth perceives.



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Toilets

Chewing the cud of filth,
Obsessive lies, petty trash,
HOUR BY HOUR. And all feast on sewage,
Happy as toilets among fools.
Only formally do places and events differ —
Madness everywhere, ending in a… servile louse.

The world is run through media,
No nations left, politics dead.
All are clowns, cunning *******,
Spinning evil agendas in that wheel.
They follow the same scripts —
To frighten, slander, drown all in lies.

---

Chewing filth, hour by hour,
All feast on lies, sewage their power.
Media runs the world, fools comply,
Clowns spin evil agendas sly.

Madness rules, FILTH commands,
Cattle march, thought lost from all lands.
Lies devour more than poison or blade,
Evil reigns where all are swayed.

FILTH preaches, the world obeys,
Schools and screens craft endless malaise.
Cattle eat lies like sacred oil,
Bleating blind, trapped in toil.

Carrion loves decay it breeds,
Madness drags the world through weeds.
Few wise remain against the tide,
The rest serve Evil, chained inside.

---

Chewing filth, fools all comply,
Media spins lies, clowns rule the sky.
Believe the filth — expose the lie.

Filth devours, madness reigns,
Toilets of fools, drowning in chains.
Expose the liars — break their veins.

Cattle chew lies, happy as can be,
Clowns spin mirages for all to see.
Laugh at the filth — then set minds free.

Madness spreads, media deceives,
Toilets of fools, truth it bereaves.
Pierce the smoke — reveal what grieves.

---

Filth devours, fools obey,
Expose the lies, shatter the sway.

Filth rules, madness spreads,
Smash the liars, break their threads.

Cattle chew lies, blind they play,
Laugh at filth, then clear the way.

Madness reigns, media deceives,
Pierce the smoke — truth perceives.



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Toilets

Chewing the cud of filth,
Obsessive lies, petty trash,
Hour by hour, all feast on sewage,
Happy as toilets among fools.

Only formally do places and events differ —
Madness everywhere, ending in a servile louse.
The world is run through media,
No nations left, politics dead.

All are clowns, cunning *******,
Spinning evil agendas in that wheel.
They follow the same scripts —
To frighten, slander, drown all in lies.

Chewing filth, hour by hour,
All feast on lies, sewage their power.
Media runs the world, fools comply,
Clowns spin evil agendas sly.

Madness rules, FILTH commands,
Cattle march, thought lost from all lands.
Lies devour more than poison or blade,
Evil reigns where all are swayed.

FILTH preaches, the world obeys,
Schools and screens craft endless malaise.
Cattle eat lies like sacred oil,
Bleating blind, trapped in toil.

Carrion loves decay it breeds,
Madness drags the world through weeds.
Few wise remain against the tide,
The rest serve Evil, chained inside.

Chewing filth, fools all comply,
Media spins lies, clowns rule the sky.
Believe the filth — expose the lie.
Filth devours, madness reigns,
Toilets of fools, drowning in chains.

Expose the liars — break their veins.
Cattle chew lies, happy as can be,
Clowns spin mirages for all to see.
Laugh at the filth — then set minds free.

Madness spreads, media deceives,
Toilets of fools, truth it bereaves.
Pierce the smoke — reveal what grieves.

Filth devours, fools obey,
Expose the lies, shatter the sway.
Filth rules, madness spreads,
Smash the liars, break their threads.

Cattle chew lies, blind they play,
Laugh at filth, then clear the way.
Madness reigns, media deceives,
Pierce the smoke — truth perceives.



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Toilets

Chew the filth!
Hour by hour!
Feast on lies, sewage your power!

Toilets of fools,
Blindly obey!
Madness spreads,
Clowns rule the day!

Scripts to frighten,
Scripts to slander,
Drown all in lies,
Break the candor!

Cattle chew lies,
Bleating blind,
Schools and screens,
Evil aligned!

Carrion breeds,
Decay it feeds,
Few remain wise,
The rest serve greed!

Believe the filth!
Expose the lie!
Pierce the smoke!
Truth will fly!

Smash the liars!
Break their threads!
Laugh at filth!
Clear the dreads!

Madness reigns,
Media deceives,
Pierce the smoke!
Truth perceives!



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The Furnace and the Inferno

Stock up on fire, on dynamite,
And burn it all, consume yourself.
Or die a fool, a weakling blight,
To please the **** who crave your wealth.

Burn lies, and also burn the ego —
That vile, inflating, hollow bubble.
Rest not, but run; let spirit grow,
And grasp the vastness, not the rubble.

Reach for heights — it takes some nerve,
And intuition joins the quest.
Only in Spirit does the mind preserve
Its ripeness; you are still a guest.

Delusions tower, vast and grim —
The very base of “being” lies.
The fools are thrilled to add their whim,
And feed the herd with endless lies.

The lies have grown a massive heap,
Avalanche-bound, they tumble down.
The mind now drifts, a weightless deep,
Drowned in deception’s cruel renown.

So burn all falsehoods, do not relent,
Or else your Soul will meet its doom.
Burn it all with heart unbent —
Thus the louse is purged by flame and plume.

People, lice, in global scope —
Soon all will be evaporated by fire.
The Earth is trapped by their false hope,
Scorched by the mercenary’s ire.

Only in Spirit can you survive,
When the Cataclysm comes to claim.
Do you tremble, barely alive?
Then downward you descend in flame.

Into a new Inferno, where errors reign,
And falsehoods strike with greater might.
Abandon all this rotting chain,
And flee this stench with all your sight.

Go inward — there lie every answer,
Every solution to each bind.
The realm of Spirit, Mind, and Radiance
Awaits, untouched by mortal kind.

Mind and Spirit fused as one,
And Light is their eternal base.
This Hell — a poison for the Soul begun,
Filth, Shame, Disgrace, and madness’ face.



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The Furnace and the Inferno

Stock up on fire, on TNT,
Burn it all — consume yourself!
Or rot a fool for **** to glee,
Their greed your torment, your own hell.

Incinerate lies, and crush the ego,
That vile, puffed-up, nasty bubble.
Run, strike, pursue the Spirit’s flow,
Grasp the vastness, shatter the rubble.

Delusions tower, monstrous, grim,
The fools exult, feeding the herd.
Lies roll down in avalanche dim,
The mind afloat, a weightless word.

So burn, destroy, leave none behind,
Or Soul itself will meet decay.
Strike falsehoods hard, with sharpened mind,
Evaporate the lice away.

Lice of men, the global plague,
Soon purged, Earth freed from their chains.
The mercenary’s fire will make them vague,
Scorched by truth, no more remains.

Only in Spirit can you endure,
When Cataclysm shakes the ground.
Do you shiver? — the Inferno’s pure,
Descending where delusions pound.

Go inward — all answers lie
Within the realm of Mind and Light.
Spirit and Mind fused, soaring high,
Beyond the traps of shame and blight.

This Hell — poison to the Soul,
Filth, Disgrace, Madness’ fold.
Burn the errors, make the Spirit whole,
Claim the Light, and cast out the cold.



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The Furnace and the Inferno

Stock up on fire, ignite the soul,
Burn it all — consume, make whole.

Crush the ego, incinerate lies,
Run through Spirit — the mind will rise.

Delusions tower, avalanche-bound,
Mind adrift, deception all around.

Burn falsehoods hard, spare nothing,
Evaporate the lice, purge the plotting.

Global plague of fools, scorched by flame,
Earth freed from greed, no one to blame.

Only in Spirit, the Soul survives,
When Cataclysm shakes, the Inner thrives.

Go inward — answers all reside,
Mind and Spirit fused, Light as guide.

Hell is poison, shame, disgrace,
Burn the errors — claim your space.



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The Furnace and the Inferno

Stock fire.
Ignite the soul.
Burn it all.
Consume, be whole.

Crush ego.
Incinerate lies.
Run through Spirit.
Let mind rise.

Delusions tower.
Avalanche-bound.
Mind adrift.
Deception all around.

Burn falsehoods.
Spare nothing.
Evaporate lice.
Purge plotting.

Fools’ plague global.
Scorched by flame.
Earth freed.
None to blame.

Only Spirit saves.
Soul survives.
Cataclysm strikes.
Inner thrives.

Go inward.
Answers reside.
Mind and Spirit fused.
Light as guide.

Hell poisons.
Shame and disgrace.
Burn errors.
Claim your space.



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The Furnace and the Inferno

Stock fire.
Ignite the soul.

Burn it all.
Consume yourself.

Crush ego.
Incinerate lies.

Run through Spirit.
Let mind rise.

Delusions tower.
Avalanche-bound.
Mind adrift.
Deception swirls.

Burn falsehoods.
Spare nothing.
Evaporate lice.
Purge plotting.

Fools’ plague global.
Scorched by flame.
Earth freed.
None remain.

Only Spirit saves.
Soul survives.
Cataclysm strikes.
Inner thrives.

Go inward.
Answers lie.
Mind and Spirit fused.
Light as guide.

Hell poisons.
Shame and disgrace.
Burn errors.
Claim your space.

Stock fire.
Ignite.
Burn.
Be whole.



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The Furnace and the Inferno

STOCK FIRE
IGNITE THE SOUL

BURN IT ALL
CONSUME YOURSELF

CRUSH EGO
INCINERATE LIES

RUN THROUGH SPIRIT
LET MIND RISE

DELUSIONS TOWER
AVALANCHE-BOUND
MIND ADRIFT
DECEPTION SWIRLS

BURN FALSEHOODS
SPARE NOTHING
EVAPORATE LICE
PURGE PLOTTING

FOOLS’ PLAGUE GLOBAL
SCORCHED BY FLAME
EARTH FREED
NONE REMAIN

ONLY SPIRIT SAVES
SOUL SURVIVES
CATACLYSM STRIKES
INNER THRIVES

GO INWARD
ANSWERS LIE
MIND AND SPIRIT FUSED
LIGHT AS GUIDE

HELL POISONS
SHAME AND DISGRACE
BURN ERRORS
CLAIM YOUR SPACE

STOCK FIRE
IGNITE
BURN
BE WHOLE



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Fascist Propaganda

Fascist little jerks,
Judas of every hue —
Lies lash fools hard,
No one is safe from view.

A fool in a fascist world
Is just another cog,
In the machine of powers,
No problem in the dogged slog.

Cunning propagandists strike fast,
Blinding **** at the helm,
Corrupt ******* follow their lead,
The result of their work — the realm of death.

Some are executed,
Others take the posts,
In these grim times,
Where cattle rule the coasts.

Remnants of people
Cannot resist the vile,
The spectacle of executions
Is terror’s only style.

Terror lasts through ages,
Names may change,
If not a fool — you see it clear:
It’s war that’s all the range.

War to extinguish reason
And Spirit in hell’s embrace,
False plagues bind together
The threads of every place.

Between hot war, cold war,
And hybrid shades in between —
Few are awake,
The world is sick, the mind unseen.

Fascist little jerks,
Judas of every hue,
It all will end simply —
Armageddon for the lice crew.

Spiritual units,
Can they save? Perhaps…
But for now, Hell continues,
Universal nothingness enwraps.



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Fascist Propaganda

Fascist jerks!
Judas all around!
Lies lash fools,
No safe ground.

Fool in fascist world,
Just another cog.
Power machine spins,
Death logs.

Propagandists strike fast,
Blind the **** in charge.
Corrupt ******* follow,
Execution large.

Some fall —
Others rise.
In grim times,
Cattle’s prize.

Remnants resist?
Cannot fight the vile.
Execution spectacle
Is terror’s style.

Terror through ages,
Names may shift.
If not a fool,
See the rift.

War to burn reason,
Extinguish Spirit’s flame.
False plagues bind,
Thread all the same.

Hot war, cold war,
Hybrid in between.
Few are awake,
World sick, unseen.

Fascist jerks!
Judas of all hue.
It ends simply —
Armageddon for the lice crew.

Spiritual units —
Can they save?
Perhaps…
Hell still raves.

Universal nothing,
Wraps the land.
Strike the lies,
Take a stand.



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Fascist Propaganda

Fascist jerks!
Judas all!

Lies lash fools.
No one safe.

Fools are cogs
In power’s wheel.

Propagandists strike.
**** blinded.
Corrupt follow.
Death comes.

Some fall.
Others rise.
Cattle rule.
People crushed.

Terror ages.
Names shift.
If not fool —
See the rift.

War burns reason.
Spirit fights.
False plagues bind.
World sick, blind.

Fascist jerks!
Judas all!
Armageddon comes
For lice crew.

Spiritual few
Might save…
Hell rages.
Nothing reigns.



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Fascist Propaganda

Fascist jerks!
Judas all around!

Lies lash fools!
No one is safe!

Fools are cogs
In power’s wheel.

Propagandists strike fast!
**** blinded!
Corrupt follow!
Death descends!

Some fall —
Others rise.
Cattle rule!
People crushed!

Terror spans ages!
Names shift!
If not a fool —
You see the rift!

War burns reason!
Spirit fights!
False plagues bind!
World sick, blind!

Fascist jerks!
Judas of all hue!
Armageddon comes!
For the lice crew!

Spiritual few —
Might save…
Hell rages!
Nothing reigns!

Strike the lies!
Take a stand!
Burn the ****!
Claim the land!



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The Road to the Concentration Camp

A thorny road
In the flickering night.
A little farther still —
Sit, and hold your quiet.

But there’s much more ahead:
Deceit and genocide.
The road to the camp
Lies open wide.

Fascism strikes with force:
It wants to devour all.
Its executioner, in frenzy,
Will spare not mother’s call.

The executioner of this fascism —
A clinical fool.
A face of neo-******,
A stronghold of demon’s rule.

This fool now holds power,
He’s doctor, he’s teacher too.
Filled with wild, raging passion,
He’ll deliver the verdict true.

The verdict on your suffering,
The verdict on your dreams.
No hope of salvation
In this bedlam’s schemes.

Bedlam, where humans
Are mere scattered dust.
The fool condemns them all,
Fulfilling his unjust trust.

What remains for the wise,
A tiny, precious few?
From mad cities flee,
Across the fields and dew.

Build communities strong
As fortresses of mind.
No time to hesitate —
Save your kin, or fall behind!

Else shame may **** you,
Or soon the fool’s hand brings
Death upon the worthy,
As their terror sings.



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The Road to the Concentration Camp

Thorny road.
Flickering night.
A little farther —
Sit. Hold quiet.

Much ahead:
Deceit.
Genocide.
Road to the camp
Lies open wide.

Fascism strikes.
It devours all.
Executioner frenzied,
Spares not mother’s call.

Executioner —
A clinical fool.
Face of neo-******,
Stronghold of demons’ rule.

Fool in power.
Doctor. Teacher.
Wild passion rages.
Verdict delivered.

On your suffering.
On your dreams.
No salvation
In this bedlam’s schemes.

Humans?
Scattered dust.
Fool condemns all,
Justice lost.

Wise few remain.
Tiny, precious crew.
Flee mad cities,
Across fields anew.

Build communities strong.
Fortresses of mind.
No time to hesitate —
Save your kin!

Shame may ****.
Fool’s hand brings death.
Strike, resist, survive —
Breathe the Spirit’s breath.



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The Road to the Concentration Camp

Thorny road.
Flickering night.

A little farther —
Sit. Hold quiet.

Deceit.
Genocide.

Road to the camp
Lies open wide.

Fascism strikes.
It devours all.

Executioner frenzied.
Spares not mother.

Fool in power.
Neo-**** face.

Demons rule.
Verdict delivered.

Suffering judged.
Dreams destroyed.

No salvation.
Bedlam reigns.

Humans?
Scattered dust.

Wise few remain.
Tiny crew.

Flee mad cities.
Cross fields anew.

Build strong communities.
Fortresses of mind.

No time to hesitate.
Save your kin!

Shame may ****.
Fool’s hand brings death.

Strike.
Resist.
Survive.

Spirit breath.
Claim life.



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The Road to the Concentration Camp

Thorny road!
Flickering night!

A little farther —
Sit. Hold quiet!

Deceit!
Genocide!

Road to the camp
Lies open wide!

Fascism strikes!
It devours all!

Executioner frenzied!
Spares not mother!

Fool in power!
Neo-**** face!

Demons rule!
Verdict delivered!

Suffering judged!
Dreams destroyed!

No salvation!
Bedlam reigns!

Humans?
Scattered dust!

Wise few remain!
Tiny crew!

Flee mad cities!
Cross fields anew!

Build strong communities!
Fortresses of mind!

No time to hesitate!
Save your kin!

Shame may ****!
Fool’s hand brings death!

Strike!
Resist!
Survive!

Spirit breath!
Claim life!



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The Rot

A living poet — like a bone in the throat,
A dead writer — he’s the sickness afloat.
They all provoke rage,
When minds… minds clog in a thrombosed cage.

Rotten lies form the clot,
Their surge intensifies the plot.
No need for bombs anymore:
Lies alone will **** to the core.

To clear the brain — the poet is here,
But only for the few who hear.
In those whose clots are small —
Madness barely reaches at all.

Only for those whose conscience gnaws
At every system flaw,
The writer, if not an idiot,
Will sweep away the lies that blot it.

But the incorruptibles among them
Grow fewer each passing year.
The poet, when “wild” and extreme,
Rarely sells — the soul is clear.

The dead can be castrated,
Pickings taken by vile hands.
The rot of the dead — to live with it
Is like dwelling in a crypt, bowing to faces.

Faces disgust — to zombies,
Yet those faces offend them not.
The world’s bedlam is dead:
Few living remain — passive, flat.

Passive — like a mannequin,
While death knocks at your door.
Rise, ignite — burn all decay!
Prove what you’re worth, today, before the fray.



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The Rot

Living poet —
Bone in throat.

Dead writer —
Sickness afloat.

They provoke rage,
Minds clogged in thrombs.

Rotten lies —
Clots form.
No bombs needed —
Lies alone ****.

To clear the brain —
Poet’s the tool.
Only the few
Escape the fool.

Conscience gnaws —
At system flaws.
Writer, not idiot,
Sweeps away the lies.

Incorruptibles?
Fewer each year.
Wild poets —
Rarely sell, soul clear.

The dead —
Picked by vile hands.
Rot of the dead —
Living in crypts, bowing to faces.

Faces disgust —
Zombies not phased.
World bedlam —
Living few, passive, dazed.

Passive —
Mannequin stance.
Death knocks —
Rise! Ignite!

Burn the decay!
Prove your worth!
Fight!
Live!



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The Rot

Living poet —
Bone in throat.

Dead writer —
Sickness afloat.

Rage provoked.
Minds clogged.

Rotten lies.
Clots form.

No bombs needed.
Lies alone ****.

Poet clears brain.
Few escape.

Conscience gnaws.
System flawed.

Incorruptibles few.
Wild poets rare.

The dead picked.
Rot reigns.

Faces disgust.
Zombies not fazed.

World bedlam.
Few living, passive.

Passive —
Mannequin stance.

Death knocks.
Rise! Ignite!

Burn decay!
Prove worth!
Fight!
Live!



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The Rot

Living poet —
Bone in throat!

Dead writer —
Sickness afloat!

Rage provoked!
Minds clogged!

Rotten lies!
Clots form!

No bombs needed!
Lies alone ****!

Poet clears brain!
Few escape!

Conscience gnaws!
System flawed!

Incorruptibles few!
Wild poets rare!

The dead picked!
Rot reigns!

Faces disgust!
Zombies not fazed!

World bedlam!
Few living, passive!

Passive —
Mannequin stance!

Death knocks!
Rise! Ignite!

Burn decay!
Prove worth!
Fight!
Live!



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The Director is Sick…

I’m tired of fools.
So many! Complete lost souls:
It’s impossible to live —
Without swimming against the flow.

Go with the current —
You’ll end in the madhouse.
A global one.
An idiot will consume you there.

He’ll impose his image:
“Normal” — sick in the head,
Worse than Death itself —
You’ll **** your soul. Chaos spreads.

Every day it gets more stupid —
Alive, we rot within it.
Only a Cataclysm will save —
It will crush fascism.

Slavery too will die,
But with the slaves.
The idiot sinks
Into a NEW HELL.
Stupidity — a SIN.
Stupid — a vile, terrible fiend.

Non-human love fools —
They hold all chains tight
In that madhouse of humans,
Few among the shadows.

Without a soul — you’re just a shadow.
Most are such.
Not laziness —
Stupidity made them this way.
Stupidity is mainstream.

They nurture, preserve, develop it.
The people rejoice in dullness —
Like cheerful cinema,
They laugh while minds decay.

But the director is sick —
Spreads horror, lawless chaos.
This is the End of History,
In plain speech — TOTAL F#CK-UP!



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The Director is Sick

Tired of fools.
So many lost souls.

Swimming with the flow?
You’ll end in the madhouse.

Global madhouse.
An idiot will consume you.

He imposes his image:
“Normal” — sick in the head.
Worse than death —
You’ll **** your soul. Chaos spreads.

Every day more stupid.
Alive, we rot.

Only Cataclysm saves —
Crushes fascism.

Slavery dies too,
With the slaves.
The idiot sinks
Into NEW HELL.

Stupidity — SIN.
Stupid — vile fiend.

Non-human love fools —
Chains hold tight.
Madhouse of humans,
Few among shadows.

Without a soul —
Just a shadow.
Most are such.
Stupidity made them this way.
Stupidity rules.

They nurture, preserve it.
People rejoice in dullness —
Like cheerful cinema.

But the director is sick —
Spreads horror, chaos.
End of History.
TOTAL F#CK-UP!



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The Director is Sick

Tired of fools.
So many lost souls.

Go with the flow —
Madhouse awaits.

Global madhouse.
Idiot consumes you.

“Normal” — sick in the head.
**** your soul.
Chaos spreads.

Every day more stupid.
Alive, we rot.

Cataclysm saves —
Crushes fascism.

Slavery dies too,
With the slaves.

Stupidity — SIN.
Vile fiend.

Non-human love fools.
Chains hold tight.
Few among shadows.

Without a soul —
Just a shadow.
Most are such.

They nurture dullness.
People rejoice.

Director is sick —
Horror spreads.
End of History.
TOTAL F#CK-UP!



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The Director is Sick

Tired of fools!
So many lost souls!

Go with the flow —
Madhouse awaits!

Global madhouse!
Idiot consumes you!

“Normal” — sick in the head!
**** your soul!
Chaos spreads!

Every day more stupid!
Alive, we rot!

Cataclysm saves!
Crushes fascism!

Slavery dies too!
With the slaves!

Stupidity — SIN!
Vile fiend!

Non-human love fools!
Chains hold tight!
Few among shadows!

Without a soul —
Just a shadow!
Most are such!

They nurture dullness!
People rejoice!

Director is sick!
Horror spreads!
End of History!
TOTAL F#CK-UP!



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****** Little World

Don’t trust, don’t hope,
Don’t think about the crap —
Just laugh at it,
Or lose your mind.

The whole world’s rotten —
Exemptions are rare.
On the surface it seems important —
But fools are everywhere.

A critical mass
Of gloomy fools —
Then everything misses the mark.
And lies are chains here.

So not to believe
Is the only way,
Or you’ll open the door
To **** — and that’s horror.

The end of this little world is near,
Time counted in years,
So low and miserable —
It suffers the Devil’s reign.

They’ll dry you out,
And kick you into a New Hell.
Total soullessness —
Has everyone lost their mind?

What outcomes can exist here?
Here are devils, not gods,
And the wretched half-wit
Serves them obediently.

The lowly half-dunce —
Dutiful citizen,
Beneath petty lessons,
Since the Devil rules.

Don’t trust, don’t hope,
Don’t submit to the Dark.
Even if they **** — laugh,
Out loud, not in your mind.



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****** Little World

Don’t trust.
Don’t hope.

Don’t think about crap —
Just laugh.

The world’s rotten.
Exemptions rare.

Fools everywhere.
Critical mass.

Everything misses.
Lies are chains.

Not to believe —
The only way.

Open the door to **** —
Horror awaits.

End is near.
Time counts in years.

Low and miserable —
Devil reigns.

They’ll dry you out,
Kick you into New Hell.

Soullessness total.
Everyone lost their mind?

Devils, not gods.
Half-wits serve obediently.

Lowly dunce,
Dutiful citizen.

Don’t trust.
Don’t hope.

Don’t submit to the Dark.
Even if they **** — laugh.

Out loud,
Not in your mind.



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****** Little World

Don’t trust!
Don’t hope!

Don’t think about crap —
Just laugh!

The world’s rotten!
Exemptions rare!

Fools everywhere!
Critical mass!

Everything misses!
Lies are chains!

Not to believe —
The only way!

Open the door to **** —
Horror awaits!

End is near!
Time counts in years!

Low and miserable —
Devil reigns!

They’ll dry you out!
Kick you into New Hell!

Soullessness total!
Everyone lost their mind?!

Devils, not gods!
Half-wits serve obediently!

Lowly dunce!
Dutiful citizen!

Don’t trust!
Don’t hope!

Don’t submit to the Dark!
Even if they **** — laugh!

Out loud!
Not in your mind!



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Effort and Powerlessness

Not a little effort passed —
The difficult path is done.
Aspiration shatters powerlessness,
Rage drives out doubt like the sun.

Fools have no doubts,
But to sink in this — nowhere leads.
And trembling over mere skin —
Becomes a freak, forever it feeds.

If critical sense is not multiplied,
You’ll drown in vile, shameless lies.
And if intuition is destroyed —
All you’ll see are endless mirages.

Half the world lives in those illusions?
Much more! The few are spared.
Free cheese — and one can fall low,
Worshiping, bowing, humbled, impaired.

That’s the fate of three-quarters
Of all peoples. Eternity endures
With devils’ mockery and tortures
That crush and burn, leave no cures.

Put in your not-small efforts
To grasp this whole Inferno.
Intuition is the wings
That will carry you from the wretched below.

Corruption surrounds everywhere,
Freaks babble lies of truth.
Consciousness in humans melts —
Shame, horror, and disgrace in the booth.

So rise! Fly! Only Spirit’s wings
Will swiftly lift you away.
In Hell, even a dung fly
Flies around — spreading death and decay.

Propagandists babble on air,
CowID spreads war and fear.
In this foolish world,
That lies drag everyone down, near.



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Effort and Powerlessness

Not a little effort passed!
The difficult path is done!

Aspiration shatters powerlessness!
Rage drives out doubt like the sun!

Fools have no doubts!
But to sink in this — nowhere leads!

Trembling over mere skin —
Becomes a freak, forever it feeds!

If critical sense is not multiplied —
You’ll drown in vile, shameless lies!

Destroy intuition —
All you’ll see are endless mirages!

Half the world lives in those illusions?!
Much more! The few are spared!

Free cheese — and one can fall low!
Worshiping, bowing, humbled, impaired!

Three-quarters of all peoples —
Endure devils’ mockery and tortures!

Put in your efforts!
Grasp this whole Inferno!

Intuition is the wings!
They will carry you from the wretched below!

Corruption surrounds everywhere!
Freaks babble lies of truth!

Consciousness in humans melts —
Shame, horror, disgrace!

Rise! Fly!
Only Spirit’s wings will lift you away!

Even a dung fly in Hell —
Spreads death and decay!

Propagandists babble on air!
CowID spreads war and fear!

In this foolish world —
That lies drag everyone down!



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Effort and Powerlessness

Not a little effort!
Path is done!

Aspiration shatters weakness!
Rage drives out doubt!

Fools have no doubts!
Sink — nowhere!

Tremble over skin —
Become a freak!

Critical sense — multiply!
Or drown in lies!

Destroy intuition —
Mirages everywhere!

Half the world in illusions!
Few spared!

Free cheese — fall low!
Bow, worship, humbled!

Three-quarters endure
Devils’ mockery!

Put in effort!
Grasp Inferno!

Intuition — wings!
Lift you from below!

Corruption everywhere!
Freaks babble lies!

Consciousness melts —
Shame, horror, disgrace!

Rise! Fly!
Spirit’s wings carry!

Even dung flies in Hell
Spread death!

Propagandists babble!
CowID spreads war!

Lies drag everyone down!



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Kind of “Russian World”

“Russian World” —
Dull and poor,
A half-führer and fools
Rule by the score.

It’s just a cargo cult —
History’s mocking grin.
A duplicate führer-cartoon
In Satan’s game, a pawn within.

One goal — to ****, oppress
Those who survived the slaughter.
To trust those creatures —
Is to serve the Dark, no other.

These creatures — zombied throng,
Listening to their TV-box,
Understand only nonsense,
While Hell itself mocks.

Only at the bottom
Of their killed intellect,
When war ignites — stakes matter,
Not books, not intellect.

In revolutions past,
They hanged all policemen.
And those days will come again —
The führer will be condemned.

Then all will erupt in wild revolt,
A revolt always futile, fierce.
Let all the creatures lie for now —
Their end will come, a dreadful curse.



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Kind of “Russian World”

“Russian World” —
Dull and poor!

Half-führer and fools —
Rule by the score!

Just a cargo cult —
History’s mocking grin!

Duplicate führer-cartoon —
Pawn in Satan’s game!

One goal — ****, oppress!
Those who survived!

Trust those creatures —
Serve the Dark!

Zombied throng!
TV-box fools!

Only nonsense!
Hell mocks true!

At the bottom —
Killed intellect!

When war ignites —
Stakes matter, not books!

In revolutions past —
They hanged all policemen!

Those days will come —
Führer condemned!

All will erupt —
Wild, futile revolt!

Let creatures lie!
Their end will come!
Dreadful curse awaits!



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Kind of “Russian World”

“Russian World” — dull!
Half-führer, fools rule!

Cargo cult!
History mocks!

Duplicate führer —
Pawn of Satan!

****! Oppress!
Survivors fall!

Trust them —
Serve the Dark!

Zombied throng!
TV fools!

Nonsense!
Hell mocks!

Killed intellect!
War ignites!

Stakes matter!
Not books!

Revolutions past —
Policemen hanged!

Days will come —
Führer condemned!

Wild revolt!
Futile, fierce!

Creatures lie!
End will come!
Dreadful curse!



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Pain

Pain is the indicator,
A signal even for lies.
Where a fascist is dictator,
Deception never dies.

If it hurts within you —
It means you still live.
You love breathing freely
In Hell that deceit gives.

Pain here is a reward —
A sign of mind alive.
“Life” rejoices only
In pieces of filth that thrive.

Only suffering
Is the soul’s true lot.
In harshness and in hardship,
All here are taught.

For without shuddering,
To see all of Hell,
Only a piranha could gaze —
Death is all that dwells.

Death of Mind and Conscience,
Honor and Soul alike.
No sadder tale exists:
Humans are lice in this spike.

Worship your pain,
Strengthen your mind:
If you want true Freedom,
Many sorrowful thoughts you’ll find.

If your mind is strong —
You will not stray,
In a world where all are blind,
And lies hold sway.

Only a few
Are exceptions here.
They are like birds —
Falling today, I fear.

No swallows remain.
The sun hovers — horror spreads:
One must vow
To purge all the dregs.

The dregs of foolishness,
The stench of fascist schemes:
In this dreadful world,
Fascism reigns supreme.

There will be much pain —
It will cleanse the Spirit,
The power where only Will exists,
Where no slaves or servants persist.



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Pain

Pain is a sign —
Even for lies!

Where fascists rule —
Deception never dies!

If it hurts —
You still live!
You love to breathe
In Hell’s false sieve!

Pain is reward —
Sign of mind alive!
Life rejoices only
In filth that thrives!

Suffering —
The soul’s true lot!
In hardship, in harshness —
All here are taught!

Without shudder —
To see all Hell,
Only a piranha
Could dwell!

Death of Mind,
Death of Conscience,
Honor and Soul —
Humans as lice!

Worship pain!
Strengthen mind!
Want Freedom?
Sorrow you’ll find!

Few are strong —
Birds falling today!
No swallows remain,
Sun hovers — dismay!

Purge the dregs,
Fascist stench!
Pain will cleanse
Spirit and Will!



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Pain

Pain signals lies.
Fascists rule.
Deception reigns.

Hurts —
You live!
Breathe free
In Hell!

Pain rewards.
Mind alive.
Life feasts
On filth.

Suffer —
Soul’s lot.
Hardship teaches.
All endure.

Shudder —
See Hell.
Only piranhas
Survive.

Mind dies.
Conscience gone.
Honor lost.
Humans — lice.

Worship pain.
Strengthen mind.
Freedom demands
Sorrow.

Few survive.
Birds fall.
No swallows.
Sun hovers.

Purge dregs.
Fascist stench.
Pain cleanses
Spirit.
Will rises.



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Intensity

The essence of life — the fiercest blaze:
Burn yourself completely, leave no trace.
Or else a wild tide will sweep your mind,
Lies and madness crushing all behind.

You must seek the path to true escape,
Develop your mind, stay sharp, awake.
It’s hard at times, yet you must press on
Toward Freedom’s light — or all is gone.

Worldwide fascism multiplies the pain,
Building a global camp of cruel disdain,
Where care itself becomes sadistic art.
You must strike back, resist with heart.

Do not fear — you’re already dead,
No hope remains among the cattle spread.
Though faces foul may churn your gut,
Fight, endure, be ready for the cut.

Your Soul is saved only in the fray —
No other way remains today.
Never bow to fate’s malevolent hand —
Above all else, let honor stand.

Seek allies with whom the fight is true —
Only together can we break through.
You do not need the fate of a slave —
Black fascism looms, the nation’s grave.

Drive chaos from your mind away —
Since childhood, nonsense has held sway.
There, pseudo-science is night to thought,
Worldviews twisted, suffering wrought.

Only in Spirit will life persist,
Everything else is an empty mist.
The Sun burns this vile world away —
Flames over Reason, soulless all the way.

Strengthen your Spirit — all else is decay,
Do not cling to the valley of shame’s sway.
Soon you’ll leave this vile prison behind —
And enter the realm of Spirit, Mind, and Will aligned.



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Intensity

Life — blaze.
Burn fully.
No trace.

Wild tide
Sweeps mind.
Lies crush.
Madness reigns.

Seek path.
Mind sharp.
Press on.
Freedom calls.

Fascism spreads.
Pain grows.
Camp rises.
Sadism blooms.

Fear not —
Already dead.
Faces foul
Churn gut.

Fight.
Endure.
Soul saved
In fray.

Honor stands.
Never bow.
Allies unite.
Strike back.

Drive chaos
From mind.
Pseudo-science
Is night.

Spirit lives.
All else lies.
Sun burns
Vile world.

Strengthen Spirit.
Decay fades.
Leave prison.
Enter Realm.



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Intensity — Stage Version

Life — blaze.
(pause)
Burn fully.
(pause)
No trace.
(long pause)

Wild tide
Sweeps mind.
(pause)
Lies crush.
Madness reigns.
(long pause)

Seek path.
Mind sharp.
(pause)
Press on.
Freedom calls.
(long pause)

Fascism spreads.
Pain grows.
(pause)
Camp rises.
Sadism blooms.
(long pause)

Fear not —
Already dead.
(pause)
Faces foul
Churn gut.
(long pause)

Fight.
Endure.
(pause)
Soul saved
In fray.
(long pause)

Honor stands.
Never bow.
(pause)
Allies unite.
Strike back.
(long pause)

Drive chaos
From mind.
(pause)
Pseudo-science
Is night.
(long pause)

Spirit lives.
All else lies.
(pause)
Sun burns
Vile world.
(long pause)

Strengthen Spirit.
Decay fades.
(pause)
Leave prison.
Enter Realm.



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Intensity

Life.
Blaze.

Burn.­
All.

Tide.
Wild.

Mind.
Swept.

Lies.
Crush.

Madness.
Rules.

­Seek.
Path.

Mind.
Sharp.

Press.
On.

Freedom.
Calls.

Fascism.
­Spreads.

Pain.
Rises.

Camp.
Blooms.

Fear.
None.

Dead.
Already­.

Fight.
Endure.

Soul.
Saved.

Honor.
Stands.

Allies.
Unite.

­Strike.
Back.

Chaos.
Drive.

Spirit.
Lives.

Sun.
Burns.

Decay.­
Fades.

Leave.
Prison.

Enter.
Realm.



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­

Intensity

LIFE.
BURN.
ALL.

TIDE.
WILD.
CRUSH.

MIND.
SWEEP.
L­IES.

MADNESS.
RULES.
NONE.

SEEK.
PATH.
SHARP.

PRESS.
ON.
FREED­OM.

FASCISM.
SPREADS.
RISE.

CAMP.
BLOOM.
FEAR.
NONE.

DEAD.
ALR­EADY.
FIGHT.
ENDURE.

SOUL.
SAVE.
HONOR.
STAND.

ALLIES.
UNITE.
S­TRIKE.
BACK.

CHAOS.
DRIVE.
SPIRIT.
LIVE.

SUN.
BURN.
DECAY.
FADE­.

LEAVE.
PRISON.
ENTER.
REALM.



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Strug­gle

There is but one true aim — to struggle,
And one great meaning — to create.
It means to crush all forms of ugliness,
To be alert, courageous, wise in state.

The path is hard — for strength will wane,
All **** arise to block the way,
In lands where fools alone remain,
Where ties with the Creator fray.

It’s hard to gather all as one —
Solitude is most the common fate.
Without it, rebirth is never won,
Though you yourself be thrice as great.

Creation too is needed here —
A soil for all our fighting seed.
To build communities sincere,
And ****** the best from fate’s dark greed.

This fate the fascists plan for all,
Constructing camps, now worldwide dread.
Much shame and blood will rise and fall,
If we do not strike the fiend’s head.

Autonomy forms the very base,
And free exchange survives alone.
We must rebuild the world from space,
To shatter fascism’s prison stone.

That is, we must forge the tools
For life where you remain sovereign.
Do not let slip your fleeting rules,
Shake off the dust of old life’s din.

Systems ready lie within our reach —
The Spark Movement, for one, is true.
These themes alone demand our speech,
Be bold, be swift, be firm in view.

Enlightenment must also grow,
To scatter lies of slavery wide.
This alone grants the path to know
The Light’s great forces, multiplied.

Only truthful knowledge must surge strong,
Expose the wounds the system keeps.
Where fascists feast and thieves belong,
Reveal the lies that evil reaps.

These tasks, their solving, shall release
Our souls from Hell’s oppressive chains.
Be active, wise, through all caprice —
Labor for the world’s salvation gains.



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Struggle

Fight the ****, crush the lies,
Raise the Light where Darkness dies.
Build, unite, let freedom roar —
Shatter fascism forevermore!



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Strike, rebel — burn the rot!
Freedom rises, fascists rot!

---

Smash the lies, crush the fools!
Let the Light break all their rules!

---

Burn the ****, purge the night!
Freedom strikes with blazing might!

---

Rise, revolt, destroy the chain!
Fascist shadows burn in flame!

---

Raze the tyrants, crush the lies!
Let their empire rot and die!

---

Stand and fight, the dark must fall!
Strike the chains that bind us all!

---

Torch the ****, ignite the night!
Let the flames reveal the right!

---

Crush the pestilence of lies!
Raise the banner, pierce the skies!

---

Smash the liars! Burn their throne!
No mercy for the ******, alone!

---

Rise, strike hard, let darkness fall!
Chains break, tyrants crawl!

---

Crush deceit! Crush the beast!
Fight until the lies have ceased!

---

Torch the ****, purge the vile!
Freedom forged through fire and trial!

---

No compromise, no retreat!
Smash the scourge beneath our feet!

---

Crush the liars, scorch their lies!
Let the tyrant burn and die!

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Rise, resist, strike with flame!
No more puppets, no more shame!

---

Smash the chains, break the wall!
Only fire will heed the call!

---

Torch the ****, purge the land!
Truth shall rise by fearless hand!

---

Foes shall fall, deceit undone!
Strike the darkness, strike as one!

---

Shatter lies, crush the throne!
No tyrant rules alone!

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Burn the false, reveal the light!
Fight through shadow, fight the night!



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1. Burn the lies!
2. Crush the tyrants!
3. Strike the ****!
4. No mercy here!
5. Truth or death!
6. Scorch the false!
7. Rise, resist!
8. Shatter chains!
9. Light the fire!
10. Purge the rot!
11. Fear no lies!
12. Break the wall!
13. End the scourge!
14. Fight as one!
15. Death to fraud!



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1. Fire the sky!
2. Tear the veil!
3. Ashes for tyrants!
4. Crush the puppets!
5. Blood for truth!
6. Scald the liars!
7. Shatter the throne!
8. Rise from ruin!
9. Storm the lies!
10. Burn the scripts!
11. Scour the rot!
12. Hell for the false!
13. Chains will snap!
14. Earthquake the ****!
15. Souls ablaze!
16. Fear the righteous!
17. Silence the fraud!
18. Reign of Spirit!



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1. Fire the sky, let heavens burn!
2. Tear the veil, reveal the lies!
3. Ashes for tyrants, dust for kings!
4. Crush the puppets underfoot!
5. Blood for truth, veins for fire!
6. Scald the liars, blind their gaze!
7. Shatter the throne, topple the false!
8. Rise from ruin, forge the new!
9. Storm the lies, uproot the rot!
10. Burn the scripts, erase the chains!
11. Scour the corruption, purge the plague!
12. Hell for the false, abyss for the vile!
13. Chains will snap, shackles shatter!
14. Earthquake the ****, tremble the cowards!
15. Souls ablaze, spirits unbound!
16. Fear the righteous, quake in shame!
17. Silence the fraud, still the deceit!
18. Reign of Spirit, flame of will!
19. Strike the shadow, crush the dark!
20. Roar like thunder, split the night!
21. No mercy for traitors, none for snakes!
22. Rip the veil of lies in two!
23. Burn the idols, desecrate the false!
24. Flood the world with fire and truth!
25. Break the cycle, scatter the herd!
26. Smite the blind, awaken the few!
27. Let chaos forge the pure!
28. Ashes rain, yet seeds arise!
29. Fear not the abyss, dive within!
30. Spirit eternal, strike eternal!



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1. Burn the lies, scorch the false!
2. Crush the puppets underfoot!
3. Ash for tyrants, dust for kings!
4. Tear the veil, reveal the rot!
5. Strike the shadow, shatter the dark!
6. Flood the world with fire and truth!
7. Souls ablaze, spirits unbound!
8. Roar like thunder, split the night!
9. No mercy for traitors, none for snakes!
10. Break the chains, topple the false!
11. Chaos for the coward, power for the brave!
12. Smite the blind, awaken the few!
13. Ashes fall, yet seeds arise!
14. Fear not the abyss, dive within!
15. Eternal Spirit, strike eternal!



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1. Burn it all — lies, kings, and fools!
2. Ash for tyrants, fire for truth!
3. Strike the dark, split the night!
4. No mercy for snakes or traitors!
5. Break chains, topple false thrones!
6. Roar loud — awaken the few!
7. Chaos rains, courage rises!
8. Fear the abyss? Dive within!
9. Spirit strong, burn eternal!
10. Rise, strike, claim the light!



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Burn lies, crush the tyrants!
Strike the dark, awaken few!
Chaos rains — courage rises!
Dive within, ignite the Spirit!
Rise, strike, claim the light!



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Burn it all!
Crush the lies!
Strike the tyrants!
Awaken the few!
Rise — ignite!
Smash the dark!
Claim the Spirit!
Fight or perish!



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Rise, strike, burn it all!
Crush the lies, let darkness fall!
Awaken Spirit, seize the day!
Fight or fade — no other way!



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Burn the lies! Break the chains!
Rise, or rot in dark domains!

---

Strike the false, ignite the mind!
Leave the herd and chains behind!

---

Burn the lies, crush the herd,
Let your spirit soar unheard!

---

Smash deceit, ignite your flame,
No more puppets play the game!

---

Rage at falsehood, break their chains,
Only fire in your veins remains!

---

Tear the mask, reveal the rot,
Crush the fools, expose the plot!

---

Strike the tyrants, burn the lies,
Let their empire fall and die!

---

No compromise, no idle fear,
Only wrath and vision clear!

---

Smash the chains, crush the ****,
Only fire will overcome!

---

Burn the lies, purge the weak,
Truth will rise where darkness reeks!

---

Fools will fall, deceivers die,
No escape, no alibi!

---

Rage and will, unite as one,
Fight until the lies are gone!

---

Stand your ground, the hour is now,
Break the tyrants’ iron vow!

---

Smash the chains, crush the ****,
Only fire will overcome!

---

Burn the lies, purge the weak,
Truth will rise where darkness reeks!

---

Fools will fall, deceivers die,
No escape, no alibi!

---

Rage and will, unite as one,
Fight until the lies are gone!

---

Stand your ground, the hour is now,
Break the tyrants’ iron vow!

---

Strike the pest, the rotten core,
Feed the flames, let chaos roar!

---

No mercy for the twisted breed,
Only action, only deed!

---

Eyes wide open, fists held high,
Watch the tyrants burn and die!

---

Shatter walls of false control,
Raise the Spirit, free the soul!

---

Falsehood falls, the brave advance,
No retreat, no second chance!

---

Chains of fear—cut them through,
Rise as one, relentless crew!

---

Lie and traitor, both shall burn,
Only the vigilant shall return!

---

Darkness screams, yet we ignite,
Forge the day from endless night!

---

From the ashes, strength will bloom,
Every shadow meets its doom!

---

Strike the false, defend the true,
Power lies in what you do!

---

Burn the rot, scorch the lies,
Only fire purifies!

---

Rise, rebel, take your stand,
Crush the tyrant, claim the land!

---

Fools will scream, the **** will fall,
Chaos answers every call!

---

Strike the chains, break the cage,
Feed the flames of righteous rage!

---

No retreat, no mercy shown,
This is war—and you’re alone!

---

Lie, deceive, betray, expire,
Justice fueled by furious fire!

---

Smash the false, ignite the truth,
Fuel the fight, reclaim your youth!

---

Darkness falters, light will scream,
Rise relentless—shatter the scheme!

---

Tyrants quake, the ground will shake,
Every chain you break, the world will wake!

---

Truth’s blade strikes the venomous core,
Let them drown in lies no more!

---

No compromise, no half-measure,
All must burn—complete the pleasure!

---

Rage like thunder, strike like steel,
Every wound becomes a seal!

---

Corruption trembles at the sound,
Of minds awakened, unbound!

---

Fire in heart, steel in hand,
We will cleanse this poisoned land!

---

Fight, endure, ignite, transcend,
Chaos ends where courage bends!

---

Scorch the lies, burn the veil,
Only fire shall prevail!

---

Crush the ****, break their will,
Strike with fury, strike to ****!

---

Fools will cower, tyrants bleed,
Rage and wrath will take the lead!

---

No surrender, none survive,
Only the bold remain alive!

---

Chains shatter, walls decay,
Every dawn brings brutal day!

---

Corrupt will fall, deceit will burn,
No return, no stone unturned!

---

Light ignites the shadowed mind,
Leave the weak and blind behind!

---

Strike the lies, pierce the heart,
Tear the false world all apart!

---

Chaos reigns, yet we ascend,
Fight until the bitter end!

---

Darkness shivers at our roar,
We consume the rotten core!

---

Break the chains, defy the law,
Let them drown in fear and awe!

---

Rage like fire, cold as steel,
Every strike will make them kneel!

---

Tyrants crumble, lies decay,
Only truth will light our way!

---

Fury sharp, unchained, supreme,
Every blow’s a living scream!

---

Fight, burn, rise, transcend,
Only courage has no end!



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1.
Burn the lies!
Crush the ****!

2.
Strike the tyrants,
Shatter the throne!

3.
Chaos reigns,
We ascend!

4.
No chains,
No fear,
Only fire!

5.
Rage sharp,
Strike fast!

6.
Fools fall,
Truth rises!

7.
Dark trembles,
Light strikes!

8.
Destroy deceit,
Raise the brave!

9.
Fight, burn,
Rise again!

10.
Only courage,
Never bend!

11.
**** bleeds,
Fire feeds!

12.
Smash false kings,
Freedom rings!

13.
Strike hard,
Strike true!

14.
Ruthless fire,
Piercing through!

15.
End the lies,
Lift the skies!



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1.
Burn the veil,
See the core!

2.
Spirit rises,
Fools fall!

3.
Shatter illusions,
Strike the dark!

4.
Through the fire,
Consciousness leaps!

5.
Chains crumble,
Will ignites!

6.
Truth pierces,
Deceit dies!

7.
Soul sharp,
Mind free!

8.
Rise within,
Strike outward!

9.
Light tears,
Shadows bleed!

10.
Spirit wields,
Void obeys!

11.
Break the form,
Awaken might!

12.
Fire inside,
World bows!

13.
Beyond fear,
Beyond time!

14.
Energy surges,
Chains snap!

15.
Infinite blow,
Endless strike!



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1. Burn!
2. Rise!
3. Strike!
4. Shatter!
5. Leap!
6. Break!
7. Ignite!
8. Pierce!
9. Tear!
10. Free!
11. Smash!
12. Surge!
13. Awaken!
14. Crush!
15. Light!



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1. Annihilate!
2. Consume!
3. Vaporize!
4. Incinerate!
5. Obliterate!
6. Expose!
7. Devour!
8. Corrupt!
9. Crush!
10. Shred!
11. Pulverize!
12. Erupt!
13. Detonate!
14. Pierce the Veil!
15. Ascend!



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1. Ignite the Spirit!
2. Tear the Veil!
3. Burn the Shadows!
4. Awaken the Core!
5. Shatter the Chains!
6. Pierce the Illusion!
7. Rise Beyond!
8. Purge the False!
9. Illuminate the Abyss!
10. Flow through the Void!
11. Transcend the Flesh!
12. Claim the Will!
13. Merge with the Light!
14. Sweep the Corruption!
15. Become the Flame!



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I.
Ignite the Spirit!
Tear the Veil!
Burn the Shadows!
Awaken the Core!
Shatter the Chains!
Pierce the Illusion!
Rise Beyond!
Purge the False!
Illuminate the Abyss!
Flow through the Void!
Transcend the Flesh!
Claim the Will!
Merge with the Light!
Sweep the Corruption!
Become the Flame!

II.
Smash the Ugliness!
Be vigilant, brave, aware.
Fight the tide of idiots,
Where connection with the Creator broke.

Unite, or vanish alone —
Alone is the usual fate.
Without it, no rebirth awaits,
Though courage thrice you demonstrate.

Build, create — your battleground!
Form communities, stand together.
Rip the chosen from the shadowed fate,
Defy the camp the fascists craft.

Autonomy is the base,
Freedom flows without gold.
Rebuild a world from zero,
Break the chains the fascists hold.

Develop Enlightenment,
Dispel the lies of slavery.
This is Initiation,
Strength in Light’s mastery.

Truthful streams of information
Must flood and cleanse the world.
Expose the rot of deceitful systems,
Where fascists feast and schemes unfurl.

Act wisely, fiercely, tirelessly —
Labor for the salvation of all.

III.
Supply yourself with fire,
With TNT, burn it all.
Destroy the ego, the lies,
Even if you risk the fall.

The illusions are massive,
The foundation of existence.
Fools rejoice in lies,
But Spirit guides persistence.

The avalanche of falsehoods
Covers reason with weight.
Burn all delusions relentlessly,
Or your Soul faces fate.

Only in Spirit can you survive,
When cataclysms strike the world.
Rise above the deceit,
Let your wings of intuition unfurl.

Corruption surrounds everywhere,
Madness whispers its lies.
But the Spirit’s flame endures,
And from the ashes, freedom flies.



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Burn the lies, ignite your soul!
Smash the fools, reclaim control!
Rise in Spirit, shatter the night!
Fight with Light — unleash the might!



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Burn the lies, crush the weak!
Strike the fools, let justice speak!
Raise your Spirit, tear the night!
Fight with fire, wield your might!

---

Smash the false, ignite the mind!
Shatter chains, leave fools behind!
Stand in Spirit, claim the day!
No retreat — the only way!

---

Flame the lies, awaken soul!
Sweep the darkness, make it whole!
Spirit rises, break the chain!
Light through shadow, conquer pain!

---

Fools abound, the world is sick!
Lie and rot, their only trick.
Crush the herd, rise through the pain!
Truth burns bright — **** the insane!

---

Worship lies, devour the weak,
Clowns parade, their morals bleak.
Burn their shadows, shred the veil!
Spirit strikes — you cannot fail!

---

Chains of fools, walls of deceit!
Kick the dirt beneath their feet.
Raise your mind, ignite your will!
Fools will fall — the world stands still!



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Burn the lies, crush the fools!
Spirit reigns — break the rules!

---

Chains of deceit — tear them down!
Rise, strike hard, reclaim your crown!

---

Fools in thrall, liars at play —
Smash the dark, ignite the day!

---

No mercy for the blind and weak!
Truth is fire — let the strong speak!

---

Smash the filth, scorch the lies!
Spirit soars — fools vaporize!

---

Chains of horror, walls of deceit —
Crush them all beneath your feet!

---

Lies rot deep, fools fall blind —
Strike with fire, leave none behind!

---

World of slime, ruled by the weak —
Ignite the truth, let vengeance speak!

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Burn the puppets, purge the throng!
Spirit’s might crushes wrong!



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1. Burn the lies, shred the veil!
Truth strikes hard — fools will fail!

2. Chains of slime, walls of deceit —
Crush them now beneath your feet!

3. Scorched world, rotting mind —
Rise, strike, leave none behind!

4. Puppet masters, liars, snakes —
Shatter all their feeble stakes!

5. Spirit flares, darkness dies —
Fools will choke on their own lies!

6. Smash the filth, scorch the ****!
Vengeance comes — the end will drum!

7. Slaves of lies, the herd of fools —
Ignite your wrath, break all the rules!

8. Rot and slime, deceit and pain —
Strike with fire, cleanse the chain!

9. Weak and vile, they crawl, they cheat —
Raise your spirit, claim defeat!

10. False gods fall, the truth prevails —
Fools will drown in their own tales!

Morning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
"Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy:
Apples and quinces,
Lemons and oranges,
Plump unpeck'd cherries,
Melons and raspberries,
Bloom-down-cheek'd peaches,
Swart-headed mulberries,
Wild free-born cranberries,
Crab-apples, dewberries,
Pine-apples, blackberries,
Apricots, strawberries;--
All ripe together
In summer weather,--
Morns that pass by,
Fair eves that fly;
Come buy, come buy:
Our grapes fresh from the vine,
Pomegranates full and fine,
Dates and sharp bullaces,
Rare pears and greengages,
Damsons and bilberries,
Taste them and try:
Currants and gooseberries,
Bright-fire-like barberries,
Figs to fill your mouth,
Citrons from the South,
Sweet to tongue and sound to eye;
Come buy, come buy.-"

               Evening by evening
Among the brookside rushes,
Laura bow'd her head to hear,
Lizzie veil'd her blushes:
Crouching close together
In the cooling weather,
With clasping arms and cautioning lips,
With tingling cheeks and finger tips.
"Lie close,-" Laura said,
Pricking up her golden head:
"We must not look at goblin men,
Who knows upon what soil they fed
Their hungry thirsty roots?-"
"Come buy,-" call the goblins
Hobbling down the glen.

"Oh,-" cried Lizzie, "Laura, Laura,
You should not peep at goblin men.-"
Lizzie cover'd up her eyes,
Cover'd close lest they should look;
Laura rear'd her glossy head,
And whisper'd like the restless brook:
"Look, Lizzie, look, Lizzie,
Down the glen ***** little men.
One hauls a basket,
One bears a plate,
One lugs a golden dish
Of many pounds weight.
How fair the vine must grow
Whose grapes are so luscious;
How warm the wind must blow
Through those fruit bushes.-"
"No,-" said Lizzie, "No, no, no;
Their offers should not charm us,
Their evil gifts would harm us.-"
She ****** a dimpled finger
In each ear, shut eyes and ran:
Curious Laura chose to linger
Wondering at each merchant man.
One whisk'd a tail,
One *****'d at a rat's pace,
One crawl'd like a snail,
One like a wombat prowl'd obtuse and furry,
One like a ratel tumbled hurry skurry.
She heard a voice like voice of doves
Cooing all together:
They sounded kind and full of loves
In the pleasant weather.

               Laura stretch'd her gleaming neck
Like a rush-imbedded swan,
Like a lily from the beck,
Like a moonlit poplar branch,
When its last restraint is gone.

               Backwards up the mossy glen
Turn'd and troop'd the goblin men,
With their shrill repeated cry,
"Come buy, come buy.-"
When they reach'd where Laura was
They stood stock still upon the moss,
Leering at each other,
Brother with queer brother;
Signalling each other,
Brother with sly brother.
One set his basket down,
One began to weave a crown
Of tendrils, leaves, and rough nuts brown
(Men sell not such in any town);
One heav'd the golden weight
Of dish and fruit to offer her:
"Come buy, come buy,-" was still their cry.
Laura stared but did not stir,
Long'd but had no money:
The whisk-tail'd merchant bade her taste
In tones as smooth as honey,
The cat-faced purr'd,
The rat-faced spoke a word
Of welcome, and the snail-paced even was heard;
Cried "Pretty Goblin-" still for "Pretty Polly;-"--
One whistled like a bird.

               But sweet-tooth Laura spoke in haste:
"Good folk, I have no coin;
To take were to purloin:
I have no copper in my purse,
I have no silver either,
And all my gold is on the furze
That shakes in windy weather
Above the rusty heather.-"
"You have much gold upon your head,-"
They answer'd all together:
"Buy from us with a golden curl.-"
She clipp'd a precious golden lock,
She dropp'd a tear more rare than pearl,
Then ****'d their fruit globes fair or red:
Sweeter than honey from the rock,
Stronger than man-rejoicing wine,
Clearer than water flow'd that juice;
She never tasted such before,
How should it cloy with length of use?
She ****'d and ****'d and ****'d the more
Fruits which that unknown orchard bore;
She ****'d until her lips were sore;
Then flung the emptied rinds away
But gather'd up one kernel stone,
And knew not was it night or day
As she turn'd home alone.

               Lizzie met her at the gate
Full of wise upbraidings:
"Dear, you should not stay so late,
Twilight is not good for maidens;
Should not loiter in the glen
In the haunts of goblin men.
Do you not remember Jeanie,
How she met them in the moonlight,
Took their gifts both choice and many,
Ate their fruits and wore their flowers
Pluck'd from bowers
Where summer ripens at all hours?
But ever in the noonlight
She pined and pined away;
Sought them by night and day,
Found them no more, but dwindled and grew grey;
Then fell with the first snow,
While to this day no grass will grow
Where she lies low:
I planted daisies there a year ago
That never blow.
You should not loiter so.-"
"Nay, hush,-" said Laura:
"Nay, hush, my sister:
I ate and ate my fill,
Yet my mouth waters still;
To-morrow night I will
Buy more;-" and kiss'd her:
"Have done with sorrow;
I'll bring you plums to-morrow
Fresh on their mother twigs,
Cherries worth getting;
You cannot think what figs
My teeth have met in,
What melons icy-cold
Piled on a dish of gold
Too huge for me to hold,
What peaches with a velvet nap,
Pellucid grapes without one seed:
Odorous indeed must be the mead
Whereon they grow, and pure the wave they drink
With lilies at the brink,
And sugar-sweet their sap.-"

               Golden head by golden head,
Like two pigeons in one nest
Folded in each other's wings,
They lay down in their curtain'd bed:
Like two blossoms on one stem,
Like two flakes of new-fall'n snow,
Like two wands of ivory
Tipp'd with gold for awful kings.
Moon and stars gaz'd in at them,
Wind sang to them lullaby,
Not a bat flapp'd to and fro
Round their rest:
Cheek to cheek and breast to breast
Lock'd together in one nest.

               Early in the morning
When the first **** crow'd his warning,
Neat like bees, as sweet and busy,
Laura rose with Lizzie:
Fetch'd in honey, milk'd the cows,
Air'd and set to rights the house,
Kneaded cakes of whitest wheat,
Cakes for dainty mouths to eat,
Next churn'd butter, whipp'd up cream,
Fed their poultry, sat and sew'd;
Talk'd as modest maidens should:
Lizzie with an open heart,
Laura in an absent dream,
One content, one sick in part;
One warbling for the mere bright day's delight,
One longing for the night.

               At length slow evening came:
They went with pitchers to the reedy brook;
Lizzie most placid in her look,
Laura most like a leaping flame.
They drew the gurgling water from its deep;
Lizzie pluck'd purple and rich golden flags,
Then turning homeward said: "The sunset flushes
Those furthest loftiest crags;
Come, Laura, not another maiden lags.
No wilful squirrel wags,
The beasts and birds are fast asleep.-"
But Laura loiter'd still among the rushes
And said the bank was steep.

               And said the hour was early still
The dew not fall'n, the wind not chill;
Listening ever, but not catching
The customary cry,
"Come buy, come buy,-"
With its iterated jingle
Of sugar-baited words:
Not for all her watching
Once discerning even one goblin
Racing, whisking, tumbling, hobbling;
Let alone the herds
That used to ***** along the glen,
In groups or single,
Of brisk fruit-merchant men.

               Till Lizzie urged, "O Laura, come;
I hear the fruit-call but I dare not look:
You should not loiter longer at this brook:
Come with me home.
The stars rise, the moon bends her arc,
Each glowworm winks her spark,
Let us get home before the night grows dark:
For clouds may gather
Though this is summer weather,
Put out the lights and drench us through;
Then if we lost our way what should we do?-"

               Laura turn'd cold as stone
To find her sister heard that cry alone,
That goblin cry,
"Come buy our fruits, come buy.-"
Must she then buy no more such dainty fruit?
Must she no more such succous pasture find,
Gone deaf and blind?
Her tree of life droop'd from the root:
She said not one word in her heart's sore ache;
But peering thro' the dimness, nought discerning,
Trudg'd home, her pitcher dripping all the way;
So crept to bed, and lay
Silent till Lizzie slept;
Then sat up in a passionate yearning,
And gnash'd her teeth for baulk'd desire, and wept
As if her heart would break.

               Day after day, night after night,
Laura kept watch in vain
In sullen silence of exceeding pain.
She never caught again the goblin cry:
"Come buy, come buy;-"--
She never spied the goblin men
Hawking their fruits along the glen:
But when the noon wax'd bright
Her hair grew thin and grey;
She dwindled, as the fair full moon doth turn
To swift decay and burn
Her fire away.

               One day remembering her kernel-stone
She set it by a wall that faced the south;
Dew'd it with tears, hoped for a root,
Watch'd for a waxing shoot,
It never saw the sun,
It never felt the trickling moisture run:
While with sunk eyes and faded mouth
She dream'd of melons, as a traveller sees
False waves in desert drouth
With shade of leaf-crown'd trees,
And burns the thirstier in the sandful breeze.

               She no more swept the house,
Tended the fowls or cows,
Fetch'd honey, kneaded cakes of wheat,
Brought water from the brook:
But sat down listless in the chimney-nook

               Tender Lizzie could not bear
To watch her sister's cankerous care
Yet not to share.
She night and morning
Caught the goblins' cry:
"Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy;-"--
Beside the brook, along the glen,
She heard the ***** of goblin men,
The yoke and stir
Poor Laura could not hear;
Long'd to buy fruit to comfort her,
But fear'd to pay too dear.
Who should have been a bride;
But who for joys brides hope to have
Fell sick and died
In her gay prime,
In earliest winter time
With the first glazing rime,
With the first snow-fall of crisp winter time.

               Till Laura dwindling
Seem'd knocking at Death's door:
Then Lizzie weigh'd no more
Better and worse;
But put a silver penny in her purse,
Kiss'd Laura, cross'd the heath with clumps of furze.
At twilight, halted by the brook:
And for the first time in her life
Began to listen and look.

               Laugh'd every goblin
When they spied her peeping:
Came towards her hobbling,
Flying, running, leaping,
Puffing and blowing,
Chuckling, clapping, crowing,
Clucking and gobbling,
Mopping and mowing,
Full of airs and graces,
Pulling wry faces,
Demure grimaces,
Cat-like and rat-like,
Ratel- and wombat-like,
Snail-paced in a hurry,
Parrot-voiced and whistler,
Helter skelter, hurry skurry,
Chattering like magpies,
Fluttering like pigeons,
Gliding like fishes,--
Hugg'd her and kiss'd her:
Squeez'd and caress'd her:
Stretch'd up their dishes,
Panniers, and plates:
"Look at our apples
Russet and dun,
Bob at our cherries,
Bite at our peaches,
Citrons and dates,
Grapes for the asking,
Pears red with basking
Out in the sun,
Plums on their twigs;
Pluck them and **** them,
Pomegranates, figs.-"--

               "Good folk,-" said Lizzie,
Mindful of Jeanie:
"Give me much and many: --
Held out her apron,
Toss'd them her penny.
"Nay, take a seat with us,
Honour and eat with us,-"
They answer'd grinning:
"Our feast is but beginning.
Night yet is early,
Warm and dew-pearly,
Wakeful and starry:
Such fruits as these
No man can carry:
Half their bloom would fly,
Half their dew would dry,
Half their flavour would pass by.
Sit down and feast with us,
Be welcome guest with us,
Cheer you and rest with us.-"--
"Thank you,-" said Lizzie: "But one waits
So without further parleying,
If you will not sell me any
Of your fruits though much and many,
Give me back my silver penny
I toss'd you for a fee.-"--
They began to scratch their pates,
No longer wagging, purring,
But visibly demurring,
Grunting and snarling.
One call'd her proud,
Cross-grain'd, uncivil;
Their tones wax'd loud,
Their looks were evil.
Lashing their tails
Elbow'd and jostled her,
Claw'd with their nails,
Barking, mewing, hissing, mocking,
Tore her gown and soil'd her stocking,
Twitch'd her hair out by the roots,
Stamp'd upon her tender feet,
Held her hands and squeez'd their fruits
Against her mouth to make her eat.

               White and golden Lizzie stood,
Like a lily in a flood,--
Like a rock of blue-vein'd stone
Lash'd by tides obstreperously,--
In a hoary roaring sea,
Sending up a golden fire,--
Like a fruit-crown'd orange-tree
White with blossoms honey-sweet
Sore beset by wasp and bee,--
Like a royal ****** town
Topp'd with gilded dome and spire
Close beleaguer'd by a fleet
Mad to tug her standard down.

               One may lead a horse to water,
Twenty cannot make him drink.
Though the goblins cuff'd and caught her,
Bullied and besought her,
Scratch'd her, pinch'd her black as ink,
Kick'd and knock'd her,
Maul'd and mock'd her,
Lizzie utter'd not a word;
Would not open lip from lip
Lest they should cram a mouthful in:
But laugh'd in heart to feel the drip
Of juice that syrupp'd all her face,
And lodg'd in dimples of her chin,
And streak'd her neck which quaked like curd.
At last the evil people,
Worn out by her resistance,
Flung back her penny, kick'd their fruit
Along whichever road they took,
Not leaving root or stone or shoot;
Some writh'd into the ground,
Some ***'d into the brook
With ring and ripple,
Some scudded on the gale without a sound,
Some vanish'd in the distance.

               In a smart, ache, tingle,
Lizzie went her way;
Knew not was it night or day;
Sprang up the bank, tore thro' the furze,
Threaded copse and ******,
And heard her penny jingle
Bouncing in her purse,--
Its bounce was music to her ear.
She ran and ran
As if she fear'd some goblin man
Dogg'd her with gibe or curse
Or something worse:
But not one goblin scurried after,
Nor was she *****'d by fear;
The kind heart made her windy-paced
That urged her home quite out of breath with haste
And inward laughter.

               She cried, "Laura,-" up the garden,
"Did you miss me?
Come and kiss me.
Never mind my bruises,
Hug me, kiss me, **** my juices
Squeez'd from goblin fruits for you,
Goblin pulp and goblin dew.
Eat me, drink me, love me;
Laura, make much of me;
For your sake I have braved the glen
And had to do with goblin merchant men.-"

               Laura started from her chair,
Flung her arms up in the air,
Clutch'd her hair:
"Lizzie, Lizzie, have you tasted
For my sake the fruit forbidden?
Must your light like mine be hidden,
Your young life like mine be wasted,
Undone in mine undoing,
And ruin'd in my ruin,
Thirsty, canker'd, goblin-ridden?-"--
She clung about her sister,
Kiss'd and kiss'd and kiss'd her:
Tears once again
Refresh'd her shrunken eyes,
Dropping like rain
After long sultry drouth;
Shaking with aguish fear, and pain,
She kiss'd and kiss'd her with a hungry mouth.

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Goblin Market
by Christina Rossetti

Morning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
"Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy:
Apples and quinces,
Lemons and oranges,
Plump unpecked cherries,
Melons and raspberries,
Bloom-down-cheeked peaches,
Swart-headed mulberries,
Wild free-born cranberries,
Crab-apples, dewberries,
Pine-apples, blackberries,
Apricots, strawberries; -
All ripe together
In summer weather, -
Morns that pass by,
Fair eves that fly;
Come buy, come buy:
Our grapes fresh from the vine,
Pomegranates full and fine,
Dates and sharp bullaces,
Rare pears and greengages,
Damsons and bilberries,
Taste them and try:
Currants and gooseberries,
Bright-fire-like barberries,
Figs to fill your mouth,
Citrons from the South,
Sweet to tongue and sound to eye;
Come buy, come buy."

Evening by evening
Among the brookside rushes,
Laura bowed her head to hear,
Lizzie veiled her blushes:
Crouching close together
In the cooling weather,
With clasping arms and cautioning lips,
With tingling cheeks and finger-tips.
"Lie close," Laura said,
Pricking up her golden head:
"We must not look at goblin men,
We must not buy their fruits:
Who knows upon what soil they fed
Their hungry thirsty roots?"
"Come buy," call the goblins
Hobbling down the glen.
"Oh," cried Lizzie, "Laura, Laura,
You should not peep at goblin men."
Lizzie covered up her eyes,
Covered close lest they should look;
Laura reared her glossy head,
And whispered like the restless brook:
"Look, Lizzie, look, Lizzie,
Down the glen ***** little men.
One hauls a basket,
One bears a plate,
One lugs a golden dish
Of many pounds' weight.
How fair the vine must grow
Whose grapes are so luscious;
How warm the wind must blow
Through those fruit bushes."
"No," said Lizzie: "No, no, no;
Their offers should not charm us,
Their evil gifts would harm us.'
She ****** a dimpled finger
In each ear, shut eyes and ran:
Curious Laura chose to linger
Wondering at each merchant man.
One had a cat's face,
One whisked a tail,
One tramped at a rat's pace,
One crawled like a snail,
One like a wombat prowled obtuse and furry,
One like a ratel tumbled hurry scurry.
She heard a voice like voice of doves
Cooing all together:
They sounded kind and full of loves
In the pleasant weather.

Laura stretched her gleaming neck
Like a rush-imbedded swan,
Like a lily from the beck,
Like a moonlit poplar branch,
Like a vessel at the launch
When its last restraint is gone.

Backwards up the mossy glen
Turned and trooped the goblin men,
With their shrill repeated cry,
'Come buy, come buy.'
When they reached where Laura was
They stood stock still upon the moss,
Leering at each other,
Brother with queer brother;
Signalling each other,
Brother with sly brother.
One set his basket down,
One reared his plate;
One began to weave a crown
Of tendrils, leaves, and rough nuts brown
(Men sell not such in any town);
One heaved the golden weight
Of dish and fruit to offer her:
"Come buy, come buy," was still their cry.
Laura stared but did not stir,
Longed but had no money.
The whisk-tailed merchant bade her taste
In tones as smooth as honey,
The cat-faced purr'd,
The rat-paced spoke a word
Of welcome, and the snail-paced even was heard;
One parrot-voiced and jolly
Cried "Pretty Goblin" still for "Pretty Polly";
One whistled like a bird.

But sweet-tooth Laura spoke in haste:
"Good folk, I have no coin;
To take were to purloin:
I have no copper in my purse,
I have no silver either,
And all my gold is on the furze
That shakes in windy weather
Above the rusty heather."
"You have much gold upon your head,"
They answered all together:
"Buy from us with a golden curl."
She clipped a precious golden lock,
She dropped a tear more rare than pearl,
Then ****** their fruit globes fair or red.
Sweeter than honey from the rock,
Stronger than man-rejoicing wine,
Clearer than water flowed that juice;
She never tasted such before,
How should it cloy with length of use?
She ****** and ****** and ****** the more
Fruits which that unknown orchard bore;
She ****** until her lips were sore;
Then flung the emptied rinds away
But gathered up one kernel stone,
And knew not was it night or day
As she turned home alone.

Lizzie met her at the gate
Full of wise upbraidings:
'Dear, you should not stay so late,
Twilight is not good for maidens;
Should not loiter in the glen
In the haunts of goblin men.
Do you not remember Jeanie,
How she met them in the moonlight,
Took their gifts both choice and many,
Ate their fruits and wore their flowers
Plucked from bowers
Where summer ripens at all hours?
But ever in the moonlight
She pined and pined away;
Sought them by night and day,
Found them no more, but dwindled and grew gray;
Then fell with the first snow,
While to this day no grass will grow
Where she lies low:
I planted daisies there a year ago
That never blow.
You should not loiter so."
"Nay, hush," said Laura:
"Nay, hush, my sister:
I ate and ate my fill,
Yet my mouth waters still:
Tomorrow night I will
Buy more;' and kissed her:
"Have done with sorrow;
I'll bring you plums tomorrow
Fresh on their mother twigs,
Cherries worth getting;
You cannot think what figs
My teeth have met in,
What melons icy-cold
Piled on a dish of gold
Too huge for me to hold,
What peaches with a velvet nap,
Pellucid grapes without one seed:
Odorous indeed must be the mead
Whereon they grow, and pure the wave they drink
With lilies at the brink,
And sugar-sweet their sap."

Golden head by golden head,
Like two pigeons in one nest
Folded in each other's wings,
They lay down in their curtained bed:
Like two blossoms on one stem,
Like two flakes of new-fall'n snow,
Like two wands of ivory
Tipped with gold for awful kings.
Moon and stars gazed in at them,
Wind sang to them lullaby,
Lumbering owls forebore to fly,
Not a bat flapped to and fro
Round their rest:
Cheek to cheek and breast to breast
Locked together in one rest.

Early in the morning
When the first **** crowed his warning,
Neat like bees, as sweet and busy,
Laura rose with Lizzie:
Fetched in honey, milked the cows,
Aired and set to rights the house,
Kneaded cakes of whitest wheat,
Cakes for dainty mouths to eat,
Next churned butter, whipped up cream,
Fed their poultry, sat and sewed;
Talked as modest maidens should:
Lizzie with an open heart,
Laura in an absent dream,
One content, one sick in part;
One warbling for the mere bright day's delight,
One longing for the night.

At length slow evening came:
They went with pitchers to the reedy brook;
Lizzie most placid in her look,
Laura most like a leaping flame.
They drew the gurgling water from its deep.
Lizzie plucked purple and rich golden flags,
Then turning homeward said: "The sunset flushes
Those furthest loftiest crags;
Come, Laura, not another maiden lags.
No wilful squirrel wags,
The beasts and birds are fast asleep.'
But Laura loitered still among the rushes,
And said the bank was steep.

And said the hour was early still,
The dew not fall'n, the wind not chill;
Listening ever, but not catching
The customary cry,
"Come buy, come buy,"
With its iterated jingle
Of sugar-baited words:
Not for all her watching
Once discerning even one goblin
Racing, whisking, tumbling, hobbling -
Let alone the herds
That used to ***** along the glen,
In groups or single,
Of brisk fruit-merchant men.

Till Lizzie urged, "O Laura, come;
I hear the fruit-call, but I dare not look:
You should not loiter longer at this brook:
Come with me home.
The stars rise, the moon bends her arc,
Each glow-worm winks her spark,
Let us get home before the night grows dark:
For clouds may gather
Though this is summer weather,
Put out the lights and drench us through;
Then if we lost our way what should we do?"

Laura turned cold as stone
To find her sister heard that cry alone,
That goblin cry,
"Come buy our fruits, come buy."
Must she then buy no more such dainty fruit?
Must she no more such succous pasture find,
Gone deaf and blind?
Her tree of life drooped from the root:
She said not one word in her heart's sore ache:
But peering thro' the dimness, nought discerning,
Trudged home, her pitcher dripping all the way;
So crept to bed, and lay
Silent till Lizzie slept;
Then sat up in a passionate yearning,
And gnashed her teeth for baulked desire, and wept
As if her heart would break.

Day after day, night after night,
Laura kept watch in vain
In sullen silence of exceeding pain.
She never caught again the goblin cry,
"Come buy, come buy"; -
She never spied the goblin men
Hawking their fruits along the glen:
But when the noon waxed bright
Her hair grew thin and gray;
She dwindled, as the fair full moon doth turn
To swift decay and burn
Her fire away.

One day remembering her kernel-stone
She set it by a wall that faced the south;
Dewed it with tears, hoped for a root,
Watched for a waxing shoot,
But there came none.
It never saw the sun,
It never felt the trickling moisture run:
While with sunk eyes and faded mouth
She dreamed of melons, as a traveller sees
False waves in desert drouth
With shade of leaf-crowned trees,
And burns the thirstier in the sandful breeze.

She no more swept the house,
Tended the fowls or cows,
Fetched honey, kneaded cakes of wheat,
Brought water from the brook:
But sat down listless in the chimney-nook
And would not eat.

Tender Lizzie could not bear
To watch her sister's cankerous care,
Yet not to share.
She night and morning
Caught the goblins' cry:
"Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy:" -
Beside the brook, along the glen,
She heard the ***** of goblin men,
The voice and stir
Poor Laura could not hear;
Longed to buy fruit to comfort her,
But feared to pay too dear.
She thought of Jeanie in her grave,
Who should have been a bride;
But who for joys brides hope to have
Fell sick and died
In her gay prime,
In earliest winter time,
With the first glazing rime,
With the first snow-fall of crisp winter time.

Till Laura dwindling
Seemed knocking at Death's door.
Then Lizzie weighed no more
Better and worse;
But put a silver penny in her purse,
Kissed Laura, crossed the heath with clumps of furze
At twilight, halted by the brook:
And for the first time in her life
Began to listen and look.

Laughed every goblin
When they spied her peeping:
Came towards her hobbling,
Flying, running, leaping,
Puffing and blowing,
Chuckling, clapping, crowing,
Clucking and gobbling,
Mopping and mowing,
Full of airs and graces,
Pulling wry faces,
Demure grimaces,
Cat-like and rat-like,
Ratel- and wombat-like,
Snail-paced in a hurry,
Parrot-voiced and whistler,
Helter-skelter, hurry skurry,
Chattering like magpies,
Fluttering like pigeons,
Gliding like fishes, -
Hugged her and kissed her:
Squeezed and caressed her:
Stretched up their dishes,
Panniers, and plates:
"Look at our apples
Russet and dun,
Bob at our cherries,
Bite at our peaches,
Citrons and dates,
Grapes for the asking,
Pears red with basking
Out in the sun,
Plums on their twigs;
Pluck them and **** them,
Pomegranates, figs." -

"Good folk," said Lizzie,
Mindful of Jeanie:
"Give me much and many:" -
Held out her apron,
Tossed them her penny.
"Nay, take a seat with us,
Honour and eat with us,"
They answered grinning:
"Our feast is but beginning.
Night yet is early,
Warm and dew-pearly,
Wakeful and starry:
Such fruits as these
No man can carry;
Half their bloom would fly,
Half their dew would dry,
Half their flavour would pass by.
Sit down and feast with us,
Be welcome guest with us,
Cheer you and rest with us." -
"Thank you," said Lizzie: "But one waits
At home alone for me:
So without further parleying,
If you will not sell me any
Of your fruits though much and many,
Give me back my silver penny
I tossed you for a fee." -
They began to scratch their pates,
No longer wagging, purring,
But visibly demurring,
Grunting and snarling.
One called her proud,
Cross-grained, uncivil;
Their tones waxed loud,
Their looks were evil.
Lashing their tails
They trod and hustled her,
Elbowed and jostled her,
Clawed with their nails,
Barking, mewing, hissing, mocking,
Tore her gown and soiled her stocking,
Twitched her hair out by the roots,
Stamped upon her tender feet,
Held her hands and squeezed their fruits
Against her mouth to make her eat.

White and golden Lizzie stood,
Like a lily in a flood, -
Like a rock of blue-veined stone
Lashed by tides obstreperously, -
Like a beacon left alone
In a hoary roaring sea,
Sending up a golden fire, -
Like a fruit-crowned orange-tree
White with blossoms honey-sweet
Sore beset by wasp and bee, -
Like a royal ****** town
Topped with gilded dome and spire
Close beleaguered by a fleet
Mad to tug her standard down.

One may lead a horse to water,
Twenty cannot make him drink.
Though the goblins cuffed and caught her,
Coaxed and fought her,
Bullied and besought her,
Scratched her, pinched her black as ink,
Kicked and knocked her,
Mauled and mocked her,
Lizzie uttered not a word;
Would not open lip from lip
Lest they should cram a mouthful in:
But laughed in heart to feel the drip
Of juice that syruped all her face,
And lodged in dimples of her chin,
And streaked her neck which quaked like curd.
At last the evil people,
Worn out by her resistance,
Flung back her penny, kicked their fruit
Along whichever road they took,
Not leaving root or stone or shoot;
Some writhed into the ground,
Some dived into the brook
With ring and ripple,
Some scudded on the gale without a sound,
Some vanished in the distance.

In a smart, ache, tingle,
Lizzie went her way;
Knew not was it night or day;
Sprang up the bank, tore thro' the furze,
Threaded copse and ******,
And heard her penny jingle
Bouncing in her purse, -
Its bounce was music to her ear.
She ran and ran
As if she feared some goblin man
Dogged her with gibe or curse
Or something worse:
But not one goblin skurried after,
Nor was she pricked by fear;
The kind heart made her windy-paced
That urged her home quite out of breath with haste
And inward laughter.

She cried, "Laura," up the garden.
"Did you miss me?
Come and kiss me.
Never mind my bruises,
Hug me, kiss me, **** my juices
Squeezed from goblin fruits for you,
Goblin pulp and goblin dew.
Eat me, drink me, love me;
Laura, make much of me;
For your sake I have braved the glen
And had to do with goblin merchant men."

Laura started from her chair,
Flung her arms up in the air,
Clutched her hair:
"Lizzie, Lizzie, have you tasted
For my sake the fruit forbidden?
Must your light like mine be hidden,
Your young life like mine be wasted,
Undone in mine undoing,
And ruined in my ruin,
Thirsty, cankered, goblin-ridden?" -
She clung about her sister,
Kissed and kissed and kissed her:
Tears once again
Refreshed her shrunken eyes,
Dropping like rain
After long sultry drouth;
Shaking with aguish fear, and pain,
She kissed and kissed her with a hungry mouth.

Her lips began to scorch,
That juice was wormwood to her tongue,
She loathed the feast:
Writhing as one possessed she leaped and sung,
Rent all her robe, and wrung
Her hands in lamentable haste,
And beat her breast.
Her locks streamed like the torch
Borne by a racer at full speed,
Or like the mane of horses in their flight,
Or like an eagle when she stems the light
Straight toward the sun,
Or like a caged thing freed,
Or like a flying flag when armies run.

Swift fire spread through her veins,
knocked at her heart
Met the fire smouldering there
And overbore its lesser flame;
She gorged on bitterness without a name:
Ah! fool, to choose such part
Of soul-consuming care!
Sense failed in the mortal strife:
Like the watch-tower of a town
Which an earthquake shatters down,
Like a lightning-stricken mast,
Like a wind-uprooted tree
Spun about,
Like a foam-topped waterspout
Cast down headlong in the sea,
She fell at last;
Pleasure past and anguish past,
Is it death or is it life?

Life out of death.
That night long Lizzie watched by her,
Counted her pulse's flagging stir,
Felt for her breath,
Held water to her lips, and cooled her face