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Lecher
00:49
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Intonation
00:59
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Engulfing my body, suffocating my mind;
Searching for solace in this very line.
Nothing is my own so nothing is sacred;
disown your mentality, and proceed to break it.
My mind's been broken; that's fine I don't need it
My body's exhausted; that's find I'll just leave it
A slave to karma; My singular purpose:
To forfeit my happiness and relinquish my penance
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Importance Quantified by random circumstance
Pretending these "finely tuned skills" weren't acquired by chance
***
Futility of these words
Productivity of self worth
Pretending these verbs
will sooth my nerves
Recitng this verse
My identiy unearthed
Change set forth
Bring on my rebirth
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4. |
Male Privilege
01:05
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I hold her down as I ram my cock
Deep into her filthy cunt
And even though we've just begun
I've filled her full with my cum
I pull out now and piss in her face
She cries because she hates the taste
And I love the sound of her helpless fear
But I can't let our parents hear
So I grab her throat and whisper to her
She's only getting what she deserves
Her vagina is her only good trait
She'll never find as better mate
My sisters body belongs to me
And the world will know in 40 weeks
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5. |
Penitence
01:08
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Grinding your teeth
Doubled in pain
You're all alone
Quick glance around
Panicking more
Your body strains
Skin feels like needles
Eyes about to burst
Your insides are flames
Your life's about to end
and you don't know why
Your inbred hatred has rendered you blind
You were the self proclaimed bringer of hate
Be crucified for your sins in my name
Tear at your skin
like a feral beast
This was your fate
Choking up bile
Whimper and plea
Your eyes fall to me
Get to your feet
for one last time
what do you see?
The stark understanding
That you're going to die
Not that you ever were really alive
You were the self proclaimed bringer of hate
Now be crucified for your sins in my name
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6. |
Through Your Eyes
01:56
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I'll abuse you and hurt you
you'll never be rid of me
You should be in fear of me
I'm lacking in empathy
You were my destiny
But now that you've injured me
You're reduced to an effigy
of my past sufferings
I'm a bitch and a moron
I'm a fucking loser
I'm no good for anyone
I'll only hurt you
Teeming with jealousy;
Humanity's enemy;
Get used to the brevity
I love you allegedly
Deep inside my mind
There's an endless void
That needs to drain the happiness
out of your life.
Your pain makes me thrive
It's my fucking badge of pride
Your suffering will continue
Until our time to die
The specter of depravity; Self appointed accuser;
User; abuser; Human-consumer.
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7. |
Alive
03:45
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Sitting on the border of counter culture
watching your life slip by without you
Destined for nothing, and absolutely nothing more
Contempt for life, especially your own.
The things you do disgust me
But not as much as they do, you
Mask your weaknesses by fluffing your feathers
Even though it's never worked for you before
Did it?
Not even once.
Your brain starts to rust.
Your overall being degrades,
And no one really thinks you can be saved.
you're told you're better
than everyone else;
that your fine.
It just perpetuates the lie.
Lash out-
Lie to yourself; lie to me
At least you're still alive?
"No more lies,"
You've seen the light
You're just fine
You're in the right.
Lash out, lie to yourself
lie to me. At least your almost still alive.
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Check my watch, it's half past nine.
I sip my drink; it's almost time.
My lights turned off. My emotions too
He pulls up; it's time for me to make a move
Open up, get out, walk up, unlock.
Run up, push down, whip lashed, head cracks.
Dazed and confused, he draws a knife.
I show him my gun and tell him to be nice.
"You don't know me, but I know you well.
And you're going to free me from my personal hell."
Stimulus triggers a response for flight
A foolish move from my valiant knight.
"I love you more than I love my wife,"
I tell him as i shoot him in his leg
Approaching him, he's full of dread,
but I feel heartbroken and mislead.
So I give a sigh as I behead
him with his knife that he dropped when he fled.
[Such a waste of
human compassion
I'll start again tomorrow night:
different lover, different bed]
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9. |
Intrinsic Proteus
00:24
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My lips slowly curl as I feel myself submitting to a pathologic counterpart.
I surrender my mind to a primitive subconscious. Human inhibition disappears.
Life is illusion.
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10. |
The Yard
01:10
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Pavlovian work ethic;
heel for call.
Bereft of seeing red;
docile in a stall.
Respondent Domestication.
Indoctrinated pack mentality.
Regulate dispositioning with Classical Conditioning
Life is a bitch.
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11. |
Acolyte
07:43
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