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Isms are every where
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!

---

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!

---

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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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!

---

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.
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!

---

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!



---------------------




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!

---

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!

---

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!

---

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!

---

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!

---

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!

---

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!

---

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!

---

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!
L B Mar 2019
Betty Coutu drives a mean Rambler
takes us public school, heathens
to catechism on Saturday morn
Smokes a cigarette like a prima-ballerina
Shifts three on the wheel
drives that clutch to the floor
with her thick leg
Makes the engine roar
a little
“to warm it up”

Turns with the grace of swan
Pavlova or belladonna
Something of beauty
just to watch her
three-finger the wheel through a turn around
all while taking a drag
exhales to ceiling
to music on the radio
Elvis? Roy O, Patsy Cline
circa 1959
Betty's hair is short, uncombed
but she's not without lipstick
lights her smoke with amazing matchbook skills
Calm
like a woman who does it often
takes on wear
with I'm in love, and I don't give a care
She shifts and turns
cigarette balanced like gossip on lips
or between
those first two fingertips
Smoke swirling
amid kids squabbling and whining
in the back seat
No belts back then
till Dad got home
to keep them in line
But, I bet on Betty every time
to get us there
I want to drive like her, so badly!
I sit beside her-- ossified
watching
her smoke and handle
like a total expert
I am distracted
and will surely fumble
my catechism answers
for the nuns
cataclysmically

She drops us off by an icy foot slide
I swear to God to stop back later when we're done
...with prayer and penance  
recitation... and resolvings
to sin no more
Once we're out the door--

back to that forbidden foot-slide

Always had a plan for fun
So did Betty's son
the hemophiliac
Bless myself like an Olympian
and pray for Johnny
before he joins me for a run


hemophilia:
a medical condition in which the ability of the blood to clot is severely reduced, causing the sufferer to bleed severely from even a slight injury. The condition is typically caused by a hereditary lack of a coagulation factor, most often factor VIII.
Lighting a cigarette from an old time matchbook while driving a standard shift takes some skills.  Betty was an 'effn ballerina at the wheel
L B Mar 2017
This is a three-part, longer narrative poem, seen
as old photographs that follow the main character, My Aunt, Lillian Goldrick, across two decades.  It was written 30 years ago*
______

“Hey Kid!”     Part I

Photographs aren’t fair
stopping the soul where it’s not
in rectangular guffaws
surrounded by serrated edges, pickets, teeth?
to fence and stab in yellow, soft-covered booklets
with designated floppy phrase
“Your memories”

Happier than she could ever be...

A black and white day at Salisbury Beach, NH
hung over his hammock
Private pin-up girl
tilts her head against silver sheen of shoulder
Hair, dark chignon
except for a few wispy curls about her face
freed by wind
bleached by sun

Stopped

...for three decades
Legs slightly bent—long extended
that could stop trains, stop traffic

Stopped

Modest bathing suit, probably peach
cannot hide (not that she would)
the undeniable
And if there were question left
you could look at her smile—and love her
posed by he message scrawled in sand:

“Hey Kid!”

What kid? Where?
In the foreground?
In the camera’s eye?

In the background—
a Ferris wheel, a billboard
and  r-i-g-h-t  there—Can’t you see it?
Look again—behind her eyes
You can barely see it, but it’s there.
Remember?

The Depression
Only ten years before
It was April
Stroke, heart attack
Both of them gone, a year apart!
The priest came
Last Rites for mortally stricken
Candles, crucifix, the Catholic containment
of holy water that dams the tears

Kneeling around the bed
they said the Rosary

——————————

After VJ Day he came
to the house on the corner
of Commonwealth Ave.
She knew he was coming
but she could not be ready today
nor tomorrow
nor next week—or ever...

“Lill! Will ya come to the door?
She’ll be ready in a minute.
Hey Lill! Hurry up, will ya!
They’re waitin’ fer us!”

Upstairs in the dark hallway
her door clicks shut....
________


"Hey Kid"    Part II


The clock at Joe Rianni’s read 20 minutes to 12...

Crowd from the Phillip’s Theater—gone
though laughter lingers
in a Friday mood
in high-backed booths
where only an hour ago swinging free
were high-heeled shoes
legs crossed at knees....

Now on tables abandoned
deserted fields of French
fries lie cold in salt flurries

Only female straws wear lipstick
as do Luckys bent in ashtrays
Males, uniformly flattened
as powder burned, as mortar might
shells, casings—the evidence of war
Among explosions of tickled giggles
one was taken broadside...

listing     toward      stars
_______

...The clock read 20 minutes to 12

when she walked in--
And Rhea stopped swabbing black mica counters
long enough to absorb late-customer hate
and envy that such beauty can arouse
In voice hoarse and weighted like a trucker’s

“Whadaya have, Lill?”

“coffee”

The small answer settled at the soda fountain
and slowly struck a match...
She was falling from the slant
of her black felt hat
dripping off the point of pheasant feather
Gray gabardine suit
tailored from angle of shoulder
to dart diagonally
toward such a waist!
Turned to skirt hips
that arched and dove toward slit—
then seams that run the round of calf

that seem to flow
to ankles of naught—
...and all that seems

Black     high-heeled     above it

Coffee— cold, stale
Gray glassed-in stare
searches air and random walls
of coat hooks, menus, mirrors...
while lips ****** exiled words— replies

Dragging a demon from her Camel
slowly     purposefully
she exhaled a burly arm of smoke
that rose and laid its hand
against the ceiled atmosphere of embossed tin
Then leaning over her shoulder
in roiling emission of shrugs and sneers—

“Lill—There’s no way outa here!”
________


“Hey Kid!”    Part III

After kneeling backwards on their chairs
after nuns, catechism recited
After—
Five of them scuffed through leaves and litter
along the curbing
spotting cars that counted—
Bugs, beach wagons, flying bathtubs
A slower way home of hunting
shiny chestnuts and muddy finds
rare match book covers
and bottle caps that win ya things!

One breaks from bunch
and trials off to where
dimes turn to candies!
...at a dingy luncheonette...Joe Rianni’s
____

Here—behind smeary wall of glass
pleasure leers while holding back
those grimy fingers, lips that long
for jelly fish, gum drops, lollies
holding back the company
of Baby Ruth, and Mary Jane
O Henry or Bazooka Joe!
For less money but the same salivation
there were colored dots to chew and ****
from strips of paper that last forever!
For a little more, plus the sweet struggle
of desire denied
a kid could be proud owner
of a pea shooter or trading cards!
While in the mouth
were golden imaginings—
the chocolate foil of coins
and the candied pretense of cigarette adulthood
_____

Rhea didn’t see her in the line...

Only grownups with wallets and purses
Only grownups get waited on...
...because Rhea was a Gypsy!
Kids could tell!
by her big red lips and hair to match
by the nasty way she chased them out—
“****** kids!”
Only grownups get waited on....
_______

And the clock read 20 minutes to 12

While a child waits—
time stirs in a ceiling fan
   There’s a drift in attention
      along deepening endless walls
         toward a line of sleepy booths
              carved with

“I was here—in such and such a year”

Her aunt—at the last stool—like always
Their names too close
Confused too often

A little girl wonders
about the sight behind the sightless stare
loafers, ankle socks, the ‘40s hair
the gathered skirt that gathers ashes
as they fall from cigarette
held in yellowed fingertips
Tremors crimp the smoke that climbs—

              ...a strobing pillar

“Whataya want, girly?”

              ...the only movement

“Hey! What’s it gonna be!”

              ...in a shot—

“HEY KID!”

              Snapped
There are photos that go with this. I'll try to post them together on Facebook.
zebra Jul 2016
did you know
that the
self effulgent light
of God it self
is **** shaped

as above so below

the inner revelation
******* above...light woven
******* below ...flesh woven

does this not infer
a magical operation
perhaps a hermetic
ritual of adoration
perhaps a puja
to the ****
with ornate
kaleidoscopic mandalas
replete with wrinkles
and folds
emerald toilet bowls
silk *** wipe
with full color florals
to be ingratiated
by **** art prints
and to be fussed over
and judged
by certified *******
clergy

then to cleanse
with fragrant ointments
that it may remain
unsullied by its
birthing labors
voluptuous
smoldering
fecundations
for purities sake
as god remains
free of limitation
it too
must remain
free of its forgetful
tarnished children


i build  temple of ****
high above the people
the little *****

do they
even know
where they come from
how they may
devote themselves
to the grandeur
of the solar ****
and its bestowals
of clumpy torpedoes

the catechism
of the  solar ****

to know
to adore
to prostrate

to proselytize
the glory of ****
to the
for corners
of the earth

to be faithful
unto it
to be obedient
and present
your *******
for ritual manicures
by the true initiates
the fussy
******* faeries  

those who have
the secret knowledge
and remain true
to the lore
and precepts
set forth
of divine correspondences
to fully appreciate
its eminence
its glory
and have no
God before it
that mercy
will follow them
all the days
of there lives
The symbolism of this Christmas classic
has a second, hidden meaning for the ages.
For this song has an ulterior motive,
contained in verses that seem outrageous.

Christ is the truest fulfillment of Love,
in the primary doctrine of Christianity;
therefore, He is the focus of each refrain,
being the sin offering on Crucifixion’s tree.

The pair of turtle doves represents books,
volumes of both the Old and New Testaments.
The Bible embodies the Spirit of God calling…
for the World to turn to Christ and repent.

The three french hens stand for the trinity
of metaphysical concepts: Faith, Hope and Love.
Despite questionable claims, Love requires action-
and that some of us need a gentle, spiritual shove.

Four calling birds correspond to the Good News,
found in accounts of Matthew, Mark, Luke & John.
Together they present a harmonious view of Christ
and the divine message of the Gospel’s Song.

The five golden rings echo the Jewish Torah,
one of the first accounts of God’s spiritual laws.
Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers and Deuteronomy
remind of Redemption’s need to offset human flaws.

Six geese a-laying demonstrate the creativity of God,
regarding His work in the archetype days of creation.
For we are to lift up our eyes and see Him, through
inspiration that fuels our desires and imaginations.

The swans a-swimming represent the seven-fold gifts
from the Holy Spirit: Prophesy, Serving, Exhortation,
Teaching, Contribution, Leadership, and God’s Mercy…
holy promises that complement the substance of Salvation.

The eight maids a-milking reflect the Beatitudes,
a message given by Christ at the Sermon on the Mount.
He taught Heavenly concepts, in which we are blessed,
via inspired platitudes for us- to joyfully recount.

Nine ladies dancing recall the Fruits of the Spirit:
Love, Joy, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Self-Control,
Faithfulness, Peace, and Gentleness - sacred constructs
for soothing the pains, experienced by our weary souls.

The lords a-leaping personify Jehovah’s Ten Commandments:
instructions for worshiping only Him, keeping the Sabbath,
and various prohibitions against idolatry, blasphemy, ******,
theft, dishonesty, and adultery, which lead us off His path.

The eleven pipers piping constitute the faithful Disciples,
who walked the Earth with Christ, observing Him firsthand.
They were the original, Christian acolytes who were taught-
how to live victoriously under the pressure of Life’s demands.

The drummers drumming symbolize the twelve points of belief,
outlined in the religious doctrine, called the Apostles' Creed.
Now with greater insight, lift your voice and sing this song,
using your faith in God, that you willingly and lovingly concede.
.
.
.

Author Notes:

This my poetic interpretation of the familiar Christmas song. From 1558ad until 1829ad, Roman Catholics in England were not permitted to openly practice their faith. An unknown author, during that era, wrote this carol as a Catechism song for young Catholics. It has two levels of meaning: the surface meaning plus a hidden meaning, originally known only by members of their church. Each element in the carol has a code word, implying a religious tenet, which children could easily remember.

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2013, All rights reserved.
Wk kortas Nov 2017
It was not, by any means, a loss of faith;
Indeed, her devotion was a boundless, unfettered thing
Beyond proscription, beyond rote chant and catechism,
And what she found as a novitiate
Were shuttered gates and gossipy confessionals,
Standoffish priests, pig-eyed and pinch-lipped
Sisters who thought life’s commerce
No more than mechanical prayer and spotless linens,
The whole enterprise
Smacking of the exclusion of Heaven’s bounty.
So she demurred when the time came to take her orders,
And she returned to the world of pavements and lesser pieties,
Free to seek God on park swings and barstools,
In pleasures of the pastoral and the profane,
Though her faith is no Dionysian walkabout,
As she is passionate to the cusp of maniacal
When it comes to the Book of James’ admonition upon works;
She is often found among the sisters she once tiptoed alongside
At food pantries and clothing drives
(She is scrupulous about ministering to only secular needs,
As the Bishop is not happily disposed towards those
Who choose not to take the veil,
And the specter of excommunication is a prospect
Too awful to contemplate)
Afterwards clambering onto some vaguely roadworthy MTA bus
Back to her studio apartment in Green Island,
Where she often walks down to the Erie Canal lock nearby,
Praying for those who have travelled  near and upon the water,
Convenience store clerks and ragged Irishmen fleeing famine,
Feral kittens and insufficiently mourned mules.
Micheal Wolf Feb 2013
The Answer?
Karman. Blessings and peace of your god be upon you
Wa 'alaykum s-salamu  wa l-lahi wa barakatuh
I have a gifted copy of The Glorious Our'an"  Given to me by a Somalia imam from the local Mosque. A great guy. It is a true not perceptive translation  by Abdul Majid Daryabadi you may know the text. The Islamic Foundation Sponsored and published it. I have read it and it's commentary. So that I guess removes the misguided presumption of a lack of knowledge or respect for your faith. You don't have to follow a faith to appreciate it. He has also done a rather good commentary on the King James version of the bible. From an Islamic view that may be a good read for the future. As to the Bible I was born to a Strict Irish catholic family attended bible and catechism classes. My aunt is a Missionary Nun and another close friend a Priest. I have also read Hindu and other eastern texts the Marabahatra is a fascinating read.
Theology is something of a hobby. I'm currently reading the book of Mormon it's creation somewhat similar to the Quran prophets being spoken to by god etc. I won't give my academic qualifications suffice to say 11 years at universitys and 3 colleges kept me busy. I now work in the criminal justice system in a diverse multi cultural area. So it is your God Allah is your true religion not mine nor is Christianity. It would be hypocritical to revere a god I don't hold faith to.
None the less I respect and appreciate and see parallels. For instance Isaiah 3: 16-18 is a similar contrast to the oppression to women's chosen sexuality as shown by Sarah .sl-Nur  : 31 in your holy book.
I read it I appreciate it yet find it moral distasteful in its application in both the Quran and Bible.
I'd ask at this point have you read other texts Kamran?  Or does your sect of Islam prohibit it? You see knowledge isn't power it is enlightenment.  I think some Zealots both Muslim and Christian are more frightened of girl with a pen and an education, than a kid with a gun. I digress.
As to spelling the Quran has three variants in the accepted English / ISO Latin format. Primarily from the 5th century, although Anglo Saxo influence was stamped out by monks by the 7th. This lead to interpretation not translation. Later translations from Arabic texts to English suffer incompatibility as oddly does Mandarin Chinese which is woefully difficult to translate to from Arabic. It is a little late now but many language scholars believe English suffers having 12 letters that didn't make the grade as it where. OU  combined being one of them. That following Q gives a more fluid pronouncing of the Word Qouran.  Yet it is accepted as Quran and it's accents and flections sadly missed by the western key board. Then we have Koran which again tries to help the western voice pronounce it. This the third most common spelling is seated in the  Germanic influences of futhark gothic Romo Greek Latin dare I say modern languages.The texts of the old testament suffer the same fate. These translated from Sifrei Torah an ancient Hebrew bastardised descendant of aramaic a distant relative of ancient Arabic languages.    

So Karman it wasn't spelt deliberately to offend you. Having to explain context to every word presented to you, clearly shows you can write in English and I presume I hope given your presented intellect other languages. Yet it is easy to interpret a single word wrongly and not with ignorance or malice. You also have a great understanding of your faith a true believer yet a tunnel vision as to others and acceptance not belief of their faith.
Buddha said ( if you accept his existence, not his teachings etc)  "WE ARE SHAPED BY OUR THOUGHTS; WE BECOME WHAT WE THINK"  
So not accepting others is allowing the mind to be a thief of knowledge and an incarnate evil.
****** was a Christian. Are all Christians Jew murderers, homosexual and Islam persecutors.
Clearly not some are as my friend I believe you are enlightened and saw a satirical response as an insult to your God and looked deeper for a meaning of aggression that clearly isn't there.
Your Holy  Quran is holy to a follower.

A lovely Islamic quote on faith and follower is

"There is a difference between knowledge and faith. Satan had knowledge Satan knew Allah, better than you or I but Satan didn't have faith"

As-salam alaykum
Crow Dec 2018
How do I go
When my absence melts you
How do I turn away
When I am immersed in you

What else can I see
If you are all my vision
What can draw my mind
If you are each thought

Are you truly alone
While you are surrounded by fears
Are you left without voice
While you scream in silence

Is there a limit to my rekindlings
As I extinguish with each last look
Is it possible to breathe
As lungs fill with endless calls to you

At what point could there be too much us
Though there is never enough
At what point is pain exhausted
Though the void of apart is limitless

Where is the end of empty
Can it be found when we are cleft
Where do we cease to touch
Can we be disjoined at any point

Why do we bleed with stilled hearts
Must away be bottomless
Will actuality ever come right
Do we survive, or die trying
Catechism - A set of questions put as a test

Though most often thought of as religious in nature, it need not be
Reece Oct 2013
I could tell a thousand stories about a boy.

There are dry crystals of DXM on the desk on which he writes CVs,[1] and as he writes he listens to Lou Reed because of his apparent lack of knowledge of Reed's back catalogue.[2]

He takes Molly on Friday nights, because rappers say its cool, how could Chief Keef be an idol to reasonable people?[3] Spouting buzzwords and memes in public places, hoping to be noticed and applauded for a knowledge of he knows not what.

The Twitter feed reads like toilet paper, with less information
Fooling himself into thinking that he needs that rapid a-disinformation[4]
He wonders why there are still advertisements for MySpace, is it not dead yet?

He uses a trusted torrent search engine to download every episode of TV shows he watches religiously. Is that not an indicator of a profoundly unhappy person?[5]
A liberal thinker in his own right yet still regards the BBC as having unabashed liberal motifs haphazardly forced into all of its programming and news coverage.[6]

Why have hashtags stumbled into the global lexicon, and is this an example of cultural Marxism?[7]
Why is he never noticed?
That sweet jazz serenade that emanates from speakers in his lonely house, is but melancholy drones, might as well be Tim Hecker as opposed to Jack Teagarden.[8] His record collection is vast, the smell of vinyl pungent and nostalgic.[9] Obsolete so they may be, but those indie movies sure make them seem cool.

Oh he watches Truffaut, Fellini, Tarr and Michael Snow, he does it to appear cultured, but to who? Since nobody exists.[10] Antiutopian music videos, depicting *** and violence, he could make crass judgments on society but he knows that he loves that Robin Thicke video and what Kanye West did with New Slaves.[11]

Spending hours at a time, ******* to amateur **** on some seedy site and pictures of girls that he probably shouldn't have seen. [12] And after such laborious efforts he can return to an endless cycle of hitting F5 on Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, Pinterest, 4chan, 420chan, VICE, TheYNC, BBC News, Mishka, 2DopeBoyz, World-Star Hip-Hop, Fetlife and Hello Poetry. Amassing information and retaining so little that it hardly seems worthwhile.

Yes he reads, when so many do not. Nabokovian purple prose and the way Bukowski was so ******. He read Poe in elementary because 'goth' was new to him, and now he loves Whitman, Plotinus and St. John of the Cross because Ginsberg mentions them in Howl and Other Poems.[13]

He uses words he doesn't understand like 'catechism', 'ecclesiology' and 'female ******'.
A sprawling mass of words, never ending streams of thoughts, the constant reminder of drudgery in modern times. Wishing he was from some other period, but the idea is ridiculous in and of itself.
He makes crass jokes and thinks they're actually funny.

He's lost. He's empty. He's sad and he's a fraud, its how I knew him best.[14]
[1] Even after brushing the back of his hand across the surface in hopes of ridding the cheap IKEA MDF of tobacco and cannabis leaves.

[2] Information he can use in further conversation, fooling himself into thinking it matters or that anybody cares of his extensive knowledge and new found love of Songs for Drella since Lou's passing.

[3] The same can be said about Codeine that purple dream. Promethazine, in the bloodstream, enough to make a grown man lean

[4] Why even use toilet paper anyway, did the Mother Nature Network not provide a convincing enough argument for the use of a bidet?

[5] Especially considering he cannot watch said shows without marijuana, painkillers, dissociatives, opiates or all of the above. A consequential addict.

[6] Why too must we have 24 hour news? Many wasted hours spent filling time with puff pieces, non-news, celebrity gossip and speculation. When did news stop making the news, why is this only a new phenomenon, and can we always just blame the internet? #NEWS

[7] He won't admit that he doesn't actually understand the intricacies of cultural Marxism but willingly throws the phrase about each room, hoping to be noticed.

[8] More noise to drown out the bipolar thoughts and ringing in his ears from years of abuse at punk rock shows and over crowded, dangerously loud clubs and free parties.

[9] He still maintains a last.fm account out of some convoluted sense of self-worth

[10] He could just watch The Hangover, The Fast and Furious and Transformers, perhaps he'll make friends that way. #CommonInterests.

[11] He still makes aforementioned judgements whilst never outright damming his favoured videos.

[12] #NabokovianFantasy

[13] He is a hero of our time, and Pechorin rolls in his grave at the sentiment.

[14] The author of this "poem" does not actually know the subject.
zebra Feb 2018
off with the mask of religion
an atavistic projection
in a sleeping catacomb

Gods
desire lives in the human heart
we are as he and she
unholy until fused in ecstasy

God and Goddess
in a state of perpetual expanding ******

his mouth upon her sumptuous *****
she upon his pedestal of rainbows
her loving slave
her feet sweeten the earth

her ******* mouth and haunches
consumed
oh she a writhing moon
her throat and womb engorged with his pulsing shaft
giving praise
aqueous diamonds spilling
glitter and cream
manna from heaven
she undulates and coos
a glistened drool
pleading take all

her vaginal cauldron eternal darkness
red tulips blazing
a burning bush
the place of creation
he,
a point of light
everywhere with in her
inseparable
a fire of adoration burning them alive
their love a fever so hot
that even hell cant stand the heat

exit door
no way out
life a glaring dream work
without the abolition of time
having no more victims to devour
we must devour ourselves
towards an original form of lived existence
beyond this tragic universe

ill love you like a god
and ******* like the devil
so bend down low sweet girl
your beautiful ***
my altar of devotion
I give thanks to your curving form
you are my lord's prayer
my catechism

like father
like son
Cody Edwards Feb 2010
Rather I did, once. No longer.
We were magnetic, tectonic.
Constantly and consistently converging.
Unfolding.
Seamlessly (it would seem) arranged on
Memory's golden stage.
But today, tomorrow,
Where moves are flimsy and unsure
Lines drop from lips in silence,
Unraveling like gauze,
As we both wait for alarums that cannot sound.

I feel anesthetized, don't I? I—
And the curtain will be merciful.
A breath of disdain perhaps, disastrous.
Your touch is autumn.
I eclipse the sun, suffocate you from it.
Take your warmth.
Leave you colder than Ophelia
And bloodier than Brutus.
My inadequacy was once your balm,
A catechism to ensure another world
That we both know isn't sound.

The very least you can do is become like Icarus
Who was beautiful in his fall
And silent at his end.
© Cody Edwards 2010
Lawrence Hall Feb 2019
Simple enough, big print but no big words
Simple enough for me, few words in me
I love the silences, they speak to me
In the ridges and fens among my crops

Simple enough, a pipe down at the pub
Simple enough for me - Guinness or Pimms
I love a pint in the evenings with the lads
In the corner, well armed with pints and darts

Simple enough, big print but no big words
For a penny catechism kind of man
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is:
Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com.
It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.

Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree:  The Road to Magdalena, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Don’t Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, and Dispatches from the Colonial Office.
Brent Kincaid Sep 2015
I don’t mean to be insulting
To all you devout Blisstians
But I am not, and won’t be
Any kind of American Christian.
I have studied long and hard
Over a half century of years
And thus, I shall leave you all
To your hopes and your fears.

I find your religion
A strange philosophy.
It doesn’t quite work,
Or so seems to me.
Your god will have
An End Of Days mess
You do what you want
And then you confess.

You can be a right *****
Until you are ninety three
And then confess to Jesus
And you’re home free.
So, tell me again, please
How does this thing go
That there are things that your
Omnipotent god doesn’t know?

It doesn’t seem to be
Well thought out to me.
After thousands of years
Of sainted holy history.
It sounds more like it’s
A money-making scheme;
A deferred payment plan,
A fun-house ride of screams.

Looking back on the stories,
Two thousand years of war;
Of persecution and burning
And horrendously much more.
And who wrote what and when,
And more importantly why,
This mythological poem here
Could make a grown scholar cry.

So, I shall reserve my judgment
About your Judgment Day
I’ll go on and live my life
In a kind and considerate way.
I won’t put on your robes
And make your sacrifices.
I will thank you all to leave me
To my own Un-Christian devices.
Bassam Mar 2010
Proceeding in the wake of mankind's scourge,
Spoken are the words of this great demiurge,
At dusk the cowled of the night shall emerge,
And convey a true evil on God's Earth to resurge.  

Unleashed and unfathomed, behold the words of a phantom
Turning cities into craters and the oceans to chasms,
Imagine: a picture perfect world, can it exist,
Without the plague of the human race, lost without a trace in abyss!

Ignorance tragic, the magic of bliss,
Static damage to the rabid on this planet of ****,
An example of this: the progression of time
Deteriorating in abundance, a final judgment for mankind.

Exterminate the population, man, woman and child,
Convictions, the arrival, apocalypse nigh!
None will survive, total disaster, blood stain alabaster
Abstain, refrain, salvation from a heavenly ******* shall be sought in vain.

Unexplainable cataclysm,
The missing piece of the puzzle unseen in catechism,
But it was written somehow and somewhere
And the emergence of its purpose was unclear, deny what you fear!

The end is near, malevolent seraphim invade,
The end is here, a feeble humanity kneels and prays
It was revealed, none prepared and none spared
And act of evil, fitting for the slaughter of a people.

Mephistophelian ascension,
A requiem for the souls of the ruined be sung
For a destruction, beyond all human comprehension.
Alarum with no human intervention!

An apoplectic annihilation, fed lies by inhalation,
Microbial immolation, infected detestation,
Evasive evasion, catastrophic, melancholic
Leaving mankind intoxicated by his own narcotic

Whilst hypnotically induced, the demons invade,
Equestrian quartet lead the massive evil brigade
A battalion of stallions, on fray to slay grace
Laid to waste in the face of the inhuman race.

To keep pace, without a trace, Messiah on Fire
In dire need, erase calumny the Heavenly liar feeds
Desire breeds and hatred grows
Within those a crueler fate chose the pyre to bleed.

An ascension to an unknown throne overthrown,
A crown adorned in thorns be thy Kingdom's scorn
To the Black, I am sworn, prophet to the swarm,
The scores of the forlorn born to battle in the storms

Of Ragnarok, the magma rocks rain from the sky,
The Earth will end in fire, watch the genesis die.
Terrestrial crucifixion, the mortals' last affliction,
Desperation bringing forth a dogmatic dereliction.

Infliction of pain, deadly diction to the slain in vain,
A spoken name, confliction causing friction
An addiction to the wicked, auspicious yet pernicious,
Foreboding a sinister outcome of ecumenical wishes.
**lyrics by Samuel H. Kelly for the Rare Form "All Will Suffer!!" EP, released in 2004.
emma green Jul 2013
she sits - eyes darting side to side,
eating the atmosphere, chewing carefully,
rosebud mouth moist, lips open a space,
hands fidgeting in her shallow concaved lap ..
woman leans forward to stroke wayward
tendril from wide forehead - a sign of excellence

to some just that, to others smart phrenology;
tendril defies maternal meaning to spring
like a diver from top board thrill
to fall once more upon laughing brow,
how young child loves the tickling touch
she never receives from mother -

she who urges piano practice, eight to ten,
dancing lessons, eleven to one,
geography, history and Latin tutelage
with woman ancient her and morbid more,
afternoon alternate curriculum and oboe,
catechism, times-tables, spellings parroted..  

when night calls child to sleep,
she curls her softness into a knot, tight
and unforgiving, ******* tears from
sea blue eyes so they weep 'pon Egyptian
cotton sheets to dilute the ***** drips of
progidy’s day by day nightmare..

child needs, child yearns for what she
does not know, kettle drum heart throbbing..
longs to run in meadows mossy bright,
longs to see dirt under sweetheart nails;
in dreams she rides ponies *******
and soars sky, dances clouds, kisses moon..

but then, morning vivid with sane insanity
she wakes in an open cage, in a different room..
rebelled, she did, small fragile six year old;
today, today, today her mind is empty,
hands fluttering butterflies, eyes bright, innocence
faded, but  laughing..laughing..laughing, free.
Nicole Hammond Aug 2015
forgive me for the three times I denied you
forgive my tears for their taste of salt
from the nights I looked back
forgive me for taking your hands
and turning them into bread
you are not to be devoured
your body never was mine
consecrated to be broken
and even if it was
what disciple am i
to be worthy of you
my love is not strong enough
to hold another lover to that cross
my soul too undeserving
but i need you to know
like you know the cracks in your ceiling
from staying up at nights
i need you to know
i will lay these palms down
lining your path
anywhere you choose to go
even if you find someone
who would rip apart the seams of heaven
to hear your prayers
even if she carries your cross
even if she washes your feet
i would part seas for you
i would spill this wine of my blood
to make you smile
i would write a new covenant
to every morning you awoke
i would give to you all the pearls
in heaven's gates
because you are my patron saint
you can sharpen me with your iron
you can refine me in the fire
Tammy Boehm Oct 2014
This peace you offer
Pinioned prayers and platitudes
Scry in the mercury shattered
Your brittle whispers snap in the rarified air

This madness is thunder at the back of my throat
Ragged and storm weary
I tread water in your wake
Spin my tahrihim and trim the fringe
I am the terminus of fragile breath
Falling away from you

Benedicimus Deum meum adventum et egrediente
There is solace in the blind blue moments
Let me surrender
To the baptism of despair
The upwelling catechism of deliquescence

Souls fall clutching the flesh
Gasping for one more shredding dream
Fill the spinnaker and set sail

I am no longer a seaworthy vessel
This tethered hope you offer
Stinging nettles in my mouth
On flitting wings
Is the drone of hornets in my hair

I crave
Oblivion
And you are bound to your promise
It is my free will

To let go...

06/12/12
TL Boehm

God bless my coming and my going out
*melt away/decay
Brent Kincaid Apr 2018
Hypocritical catastrophe,
Irreverent duplicity,
Luminarial ludiocrity,
Nonsensical impetuosity.

Flippy floppy, slippy sloppy,
Blamey gamey, shame, shame, shame.

Constitutional incongruity,
Jesuitical dictatoriality,
Oxymoronic partiality,
Nepotistic surreality.

Materialistic abnormality,
Monetaristic conviviality ,
Ritualistic mediocrity,
Histrionic philanthropy.

Gotten rotten, misbegotten
Seldom truthful, lie, lie, lie.

Misdirection genuflection,
Malefaction justification,
Incarceration implication,
Resignation profliferation.

Prevarication reiteration,
Damnation indication,
Malefaction direction
Undetected discretion.

Flippy floppy, slippy sloppy,
Blamey gamey, shame, shame, shame.
Gotten rotten, misbegotten
Seldom truthful, lie, lie, lie.
S A Knight Mar 2010
holy graffito of a swan
gorgeous, decapitated
limp bricks sag
behind it, hysterical hegira
plummeting in sync with the self
towards the elusive, dry glory of
death or forgiveness
this is the catechism of disbelief
Agnostic by default
sleeping on the side

being wrong is not a problem
it is an answer unto itself
Clinton Arneson Jun 2014
Blazing bold bravery,
******* catechism;
A girl stands strongly alone;
Her life, society’s atavism.

Quick quiet quelling,
Demonic agapism;
A girl and her sword stay unknown;
Her dreams are those of meliorism.

All acts agathusia,
Concomitant heroism;
A girl who will **** to atone;
Her objectives and body in schism.

Hard headed heartfelt,
Quick with an aphorism;
A woman searching for home;
Her true enemy nihilism.
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Claire Waters Apr 2013
1

decide not to hurt her. but don’t decide to pull her back. if she wants to go she can go. I do not plan on stopping you. it’s not my choice. nonetheless I must warn you; I do not pick up phone calls from numbers I don’t know. if you don’t plan on showing me your scars I don’t plan on showing you mine, I will live inside myself without your help. stop pretending you’re in control.  your presence does not make me a better or worse person.

2

drink beers, sliding your sleeve over the x on your hand. sway like you never stood so still to pretend you were just a charicature so no one caught your scared stench. you **** the stench. you grab it and rip it right out of yourself. **** your rules I will ******* fly, I will ******* dance, I will ******* love. you cannot stop me. you are not my guilt, so stop.

3

look at his eyes as he says it doesn't really matter where you go anymore. safety is not a cold room, an exorcism, or a catechism. mushroom clouds are dancing like rotted sugarplums and fairies with crippled wings in my head. through continuous trial and error life has taught me you can run but you can't hide. don’t take off your coat until you’re two drinks too deep to care if anyone sees the dried blood. laugh at the people who stare, laugh at yourself, laugh at their ******* social rituals. always remember not to let them get you. you are not paying any debts.

4

think about tasting sweat and his pulse. search for it. find none. and you do not require just any pulse. ask him if you are scary, let him touch your open wounds, let him lie and tell you he doesn’t think you’re depressing to be with. even still, you let him win. know that he would gladly take on a less complicated girl. feel like target practice. feel like a faulty product with no receipt. feel like a body, always, you are feeling like a body. it consumes you before you can consume it, filling yourself with holes. This bleeding is further beneath the surface. split skin doesn’t let any more sunshine in. go back to bed sweety. don’t believe in humans. don’t believe in love. they are equally transitory. they are equally fragile. they are equally hungry.

5

think about the fear. think about it. ******* choke on it. do not deny it is there. they never really cared. you don’t really need them to care. So this is what getting older really means. remembering the streets you grew up on before they painted limbs into the pavement. It's hidden in the exhale at the end of the way most people say tired. when what we really mean is, the way things were still lives in my head and i can't deal with the present because it's just a ribbon wrapped around a nuclear bomb. Humming. You tell him you don't think running is worth the effort. He calls you a liar with affection. You are choosing your bus tickets. Like a car driving from a tornado. You just want to see how far you can get. before...
Scarlet McCall Sep 2017
Old crippled man, charcoal burnt and ashen,
a thousand days debauchery molded you in this fashion.
Haggard and stiff, you can barely walk across the stage--
no one ever thought that you would make it to this age.
Your girth has expanded (although it’s covered well),
but still your piercing voice summons demons up from hell.
Not as strong as it was once, but eerie just the same,
calling those who’ve followed you, who now chant your name,
to assemble in our legions, gathered in this shrine,
where we repeat the catechism, in throbbing metered rhymes.

Are you a madman? Or just a troubadour
who lends melodic shimmer to verses dark and dour.
Whose singing slides and skims along the edge of sanity,
but who never surrendered to the true evil of vanity.
Recovered from drunken, dissolute despair,
to call the faithful masses back, never mind the wear and tear--
to plod the journey of your craft, to sing before the crowd
whose loyalty, to your band, forever is avowed.
Saw the movie "The End" last night; it's the film of the final Black Sabbath tour. If you didn't see it last night you missed it, but it will be coming out on DVD.
James Floss Feb 2019
I’ve learned to love modern socialism
As taught it in catholic catechism
Not from K. Marx or even V. Lenin
It was Jesus that taught me and let me in

Feeding multitudes with bread and fish
Being fed is everyone’s basic wish
"God’s gift to mankind" said Ecclesiastes
“Everyone should eat and drink” their need

Christ told us of the samaritan good
Taking care of everyone in the hood
The sick, the poor, the ones you shun
Social Jesus said, “love everyone”
When the mountain don't come to the man with the gun
he blows it up with some
plastic explosives.

This leap of faith
This placing of trust
this prophet who sleeps must be dreaming of Christmas or whatever it is that keeps Prophets from waking.

I keep taking the tablets, but Moses being angry at me
refuses to part with the red sea and so
left in the land of a thousand and one,
where the plagues of my forefathers
linger,
I go on.

No mountains for me,
No Messiah who'll be
a deadweight
no walk on the wild side of the water where fish glide so
effortlessly.

In a state of a state in which I am stateless I stare,
the prophet, a wise man who never goes there
looks at me with the eyes of the daughters of eons, through
the eyes of chameleons.

The mountains will crumble anyway
whatever the men with the guns do or say
whatever the prophet  and in who's pay he might be
The mountains will crumble anyway.
Dac Feb 2012
I sit and think about life.
Misunderstood, confused and full of strife. Only if my mind I could interpret, but only a universe of phenomena is found. Trying to comprehend existence and its lust to destruct, caused by greed and control, its life is bound. Morals oblivious, Care obselete. To change for advandcement an obvious feat. But I am just a single man with a heart, lacking wealth so power as well. No skill in skills, no influence to help me seek an answer, this place just a speck from hell. I ponder why I exist and survive... and a meaning to explain the nefarious nature a race portrays. Once I understand the catechism of life It shall be way beyond my day. Fully decomposed six feet under. A peaceful world is only a wonder.

— The End —