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SCOURGE
04:01
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SCOURGE
WHEN WE SPEAK OF PLAGUES
WE NAME INSECTS AND DISEASE
CURSING GOD AN NATURE
SPITTING BILE TOWARD THE SKY
BUT HUMAN MINDS INVENTED HELL
BROUGHT IT INTO LIFE
A SCOURGE OF ENDLESS PAIN & DEATH
A TWISTED FUCKING SACRIFICE
TRNOPLJE
OMARSKA
KERATERM
JUST MORE NAMES DRENCHED IN DEATH
IN A SEA OF FUCKING THOUSANDS
TONGUELESS CORPSES WRAPPED IN WIRE
YOUNG AND OLD CONSUMED BY FIRE
HUMAN MINDS INVENTED HELL
GAVE IT LIFE & STOKED THE FLAMES
OUR WORLD BECOMES A MORTUARY
AGAIN & AGAIN & AGAIN..
“Before us, men, some of them skeletal, lined up behind a barbed wire fence, with lantern jaws and xylophone ribcages visible beneath their putrefied skin. They in turn saw a camera crew and a clutch of reporters advancing across the withered summer grass. This was Logor Trnopolje, a teeming mass of wretched humanity.”
-Ed Vulliamy, on the concentration camps of the Bosnian War.
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MOUTH OF THE FURNACE
02:38
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MOUTH OF THE FURNACE
ALL THAT WAS LEFT WAS DEATH, IN THAT HUMAN HELL
ALL THAT WAS LEFT WAS DEATH
SO THEY HURLED THEMSELVES TOWARD THE BEAST
THE TREBLINKA REVOLT, ANOTHER DAY SOAKED IN BLOOD
INDESCRIBABLE HORROR.
STARVED AND RAGGED, THEY WADED INTO SLAUGHTER
DEATH-LIKE AND FILLED WITH HATE
EYES LIKE SPLINTERED GLASS, HEARTS OF FUCKING IRON
FROM THE MOUTH OF THE FURNACE
THEY MARCHED TOWARD DEATH
“They climbed into their tiered bunks, forcing their skeletal bodies to lie still on the bare boards, the weapons hidden in their filthy rags. Their eyes gleaming like splintered glass in the dark. Forty men waiting for morning.” -Dominic Elkins on the Treblinka revolt. By the next day 117 SS officers were dead. 1100 prisoners were murdered and 180 had escaped.
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DEAD STREETS
03:32
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DEAD STREETS
GLOOM DESCENDS, ON A CITY DECEASED
BLACK FOG RISES, FROM STREETS LONG DEAD
THE BRICK SUFFOCATES
COLD
STENCH
DEAD
STREETS
WALK THE CATACOMBES
LOST INSIDE A CORPSE
BOILING HUMAN MISERY
THESE DEAD STREETS ARE FILLED WITH PAIN
LIFE LOST IN THE GUTTER
BLOOD FLOWS IN THE DRAINS
ITS COLD
SMOG BLINDS, COGS GRIND
HEROIN SEEPS INTO STREET AFTER STREET
BLOODLESS EYES PEER THROUGH THE DARK
ENDLESS..ENDLESS WINTER
HOW CAN WE CLAMBER FROM THIS CLINGING DEATH?
OUTSIDE ITS COLD
UNFORGIVING ROTTEN STREETS
DYING HOURS
DEAD STREETS
Dublin can be a dark city. It has been ranked among the highest of European cities in terms of heroin addiction. It is now also rated as gun murder capital of the Eu.
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FEAST OF FLIES
04:12
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FEAST OF FLIES
A MONOLITH STANDS AMIDST MILES OF RUIN
A RELATIVE HEAVEN IN THE DEPTHS OF HELL
A FIRESTORM RAGES OUT IN THE DUST
AND A CLOAK OF DEATH CLOSES OVER THE STREETS
INSIDE THE WALLS THERE IS ONLY AN ECHO
OF THE SOUND OF POUNDING DEATH
A SANCTUARY IN THE SLAUGHTERHOUSE
A LIE WITHIN A LIE
A HAVEN FOR THE DESPOTS
WHO COME TO FEAST LIKE FLIES
“Baghdad’s Green Zone has its own electrical grid, its own phone and sewage systems, its own oil supply and its own state of the art hospital, all protected by five meter thick walls. It feels, oddly, like a giant fortified carnival cruise ship parked in the middle of a sea of violence and despair. The boiling Red Zone that is Iraq.”
-Naomi Klein
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DROWN THEM IN THEIR WINE
03:31
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DROWN THEM IN THEIR WINE
LOOK AT THOSE MAGGOT EYES
FILLED WITH PIOUS BILE
LOOK AT THOSE BLUE, CRACKED LIPS
HIDING A BLACK AND YELLOW TONGUE
RASPING ALL THOSE FUCKING LIES
YOU REEK OF PISS AND DEATH
HANG BY YOUR COLLAR
CHOKE ON THAT HOLY BREAD
THIS COUNTRY’S SLOWLY DYING
INFECTED BY THESE GHOULS
BLOOD AND WINE AND RAPE AND DEATH
INDUSTRIAL SCHOOLS.. BURN THEM DOWN
LET THE CHURCHES ROT INTO THE FUCKING GROUND
DROWN THEM IN THEIR BLOOD
DROWN THEM IN THEIR WINE
Ireland, a nation of silence and denial.
After gaining independence from Britain in 1922, unable to govern alone the revolutionaries handed swathes of power over to the Catholic Church, administrating schools, hospitals, jails and the now infamous child prisons or “Industrial Schools” and setting on course a bloody legacy of murder, rape and corruption. Children dumped in mass graves, thousands physically and sexually abused, and an entire country infected with the cult-like guilt of organised religion. Finally we see the true face of the church. A twisted fucking sadist.
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MOLOCH
03:50
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MOLOCH
AND STILL THEY TREAT THE LIVING FAR WORSE THAN THE DEAD
THE RED MOON RISES AND DROWNS THE WORLD IN BLOOD
THIS CABAL KNOWS NO MERCY,
WRETCHED KINGS WHO SCORN OUR BREATH
THEIR ENGINES EVER DRONING
THEIR ENDLESS HOLY WARS, STAINING DESERTS RED
LAND WORSHIP, FLESH CULT, OIL WORSHIP, BLOOD CULT
THE CRAWLING SUBMISSION OF THE SLAVE
SUBJUGATION TO MOLOCH
CULT OF THE BLOOD MONARCH
NOW YOU REAP A WIND OF KNIVES
ACROSS THE EARTH, IN SEARCH OF WHAT?
ANOTHER CHARCOAL FOREST
ANOTHER SMOKING CITY
ANOTHER PIT OF ROTTING BONES
HAVE YOUR GODS NOT HAD THEIR FILL?
“Pathetic and very terrible is the long history of cruelty, torture and human sacrifice endured in the hope of placating the jealous gods. The trembling believer thinks when what is most precious has been freely given their lust for blood must be appeased. The ‘Religion of Moloch’ as such creeds may be called is in essence the cringing submission of the slave.”- Bertrand Russell
As we watch the ruins of Afghanistan, Iraq and Syria smoulder we can realise that today’s so called “leaders” employ the same sacrificial practices of the old bloody religions in the name of progress and power.
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FREEDOM//ANNIHILATION
THE WORLD TURNS
AND WE SPIN OUT OF CONTROL
EATING OURSELVES ALIVE
REVERING ALL THAT’S VILE
DISGUSTED
TERRIFIED
MADDENED AND CONFUSED
AS WE TEAR IT ALL APART
FREEDOM OR ANNIHILATION
THE FURY OF A THOUSAND RATS
AS THEIR HOME IS TURNED TO RUIN
BY MAN AND HIS MACHINES
STARING OUT ACROSS THIS HUMAN HIVE
AGHAST
BRING IT ALL TO FLAME
AND START AGAIN
As the Middle East and North Africa rise amongst the flames of revolution we see cracks in this world order begin to show. As the streets of London are set ablaze we realise we are not alone in our hatred for the police and the State they represent. Our distrust and revulsion toward the institutions of capitalism. Our need for the end of this shit system.
BEAST OF WASTE AND DESOLATION
HUNT THE BEAST
FEAR THE BEAST
DEVOUR THE BEAST
BECOME THE BEAST
TERROR OF THE UNKNOWN
HUMANS STUMBLING IN THE DARK
BEAST OF WASTE AND DESOLATION
LURKING IN THE SHADE
YOU ARE THE DEMON IN THE SHADOW
SLAYER, SLAUGHTERMONGER
LUST FOR BLOOD AND CRAVING DEATH
YOU ARE THE BEAST OF WASTE AND DESOLATION
HUNT THE BEAST
FEAR THE BEAST
DEVOUR THE BEAST
BECOME THE BEAST
..If a human had a tail, it would eat itself alive.
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