POISON OF THE MASSES

HOMELESS SPIKES IN AN EMPTY PARK, IT'S FINE DESTROYING, REVOKING UNIONS OF LOVE, IT'S FINE FORCED PARASITE CULTIVATION, IT'S FINE ABDUCTING, CORRALLING HUMAN BEINGS, IT'S FINE IT DOESN'T AFFECT YOU, YOU'RE SAFE IF YOU JUST PLAY ALONG NICELY COMPLY, IGNORE, REJECT, ACT LIKE A GOOD DOG YOU'LL SURELY AVOID THE SAME FATE BUT WHAT NEXT? WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THEY RUN OUT OF FUEL? SOON IT'S YOU WHO FEELS THE SWIFT KICK OF THE BOOT YOU YELP, LIMPING BUT NONE ARE LEFT TO COME HELP YOU THEY'RE DEAD, GONE, ABANDONED IN THE WAKE OF YOUR APATHY THE CHAIN CHOKES YOUR THROAT YOU PUSH THE SPOKE HARDER GIVEN LESS SCRAPS EACH DAY PROFIT MAXIMIZED UNTIL YOU STARVE THE BOOMERANG RETURNS, IT'S NOT FINE YOUR FINGERS SLICED TO BONE, IT'S NOT FINE THEY GUT YOU AND BLEED YOU, IT'S NOT FINE WORKED TILL YOU JOIN THE BODIES, IT'S NOT FINE IT NEVER WAS

BEAT, MAIM, KILL A CHILD BOMB AND STARVE THE DEFENSELESS CLAIM IT JUSTIFIED, CLAIM IT DESERVED CLAIM IT SELF-DEFENSE THE ROSE OF INNOCENCE PLUCKED BEFORE ITS BLOOM ITS PETALS FADE AND FALL ONLY WITHERED THORNS REMAIN THE EARTH WILL NOT FORGET IT WILL NOT FORGIVE WHAT WAS DONE TO ITS CHILD YOU WILL NOT BE GRANTED SUCCOR BUT, OF COURSE, YOU ARE INNOCENT YOU ARE JUST A CHILD HOW COULD WE BE SO MISLED BY YOUR ADVANCED AGE? BY YOUR PREDATORY EYES? YOUR ROTTED, TWISTED ROOTS TANGLED AND GNARLED BY YOUR DECEIT SHALL FELL YOU BERATE, LAUGH, ACT A MONSTER CALL FOR MORE DEATH IN GLEE CLAIM IT NONSENSE, CLAIM IT INNOCENCE WE'LL CLAIM YOUR LIFE AS PAYMENT

BAGGED AND TAGGED SHIPPED OFF TO FOREIGN LANDS DESPITE BEING TOLD ALL WOULD BE WELL WITH PAPERS IN HAND THE POWERS THAT BE INEPT TO CEASE THE SHIPMENTS UNABLE TO REVERSE WHAT'S BEEN DONE NO CHECKS, NO BALANCES THE SYSTEM BROUGHT TO ITS KNEES RELIED ON THE GOOD FAITH OF FEW WHILE BENDING THE KNEE TO THE GOD OF GREED DID YOU NOT SEE THIS COMING? SHAVED AND HOSED CROWDED IN A CRAMPED COMPLEX SOON TO BE PROCESSED ANOTHER BODY FOR THE GROWING MASS GRAVE IF THIS DOES NOT HARROW YOU IF THIS DOES NOT MOTIVATE YOU TO ACT THEN PERHAPS NOTHING WILL THEY WILL THROW OUR LOT IN A MASS PRISON WITH NONE LEFT TO DRAW THEIR RELENTLESS IRE THEIR EYES TURN TO YOU FOR YOU SHALL NOT BE SPARED THEIR FAMINE

A BOOT STAMPED ON YOUR THROAT ARMED TO THE TEETH YOU, DISARMED AND UNARMORED MUST POSE QUITE A THREAT TANKS AND ARMORED CARS FLATTEN YOU ON THE PAVEMENT JUST MAKE SURE YOU'RE UP TO REGULATION ONLY SO MANY ROUNDS PER MINUTE WHAT WILL IT TAKE? NUKES IN THEIR HANDS? THE BURNING OF BODIES? WHEN WILL WE SAY ENOUGH? WHEN THEY GAS YOU, WHEN THEY SHOOT YOU WHEN THEY BREAK YOUR BONES WITH RUBBER, BOOT, AND BAT WILL YOU FINALLY UNDERSTAND? VIOLENCE STARTS WITH OR WITHOUT THEIR PERMISSION

PLASTICS IN THE GONADS ASBESTOS IN THE LUNGS PESTICIDES IN THE STOMACH UNBLESSED MEAT ON THE PLATTER YOU ASKED FOR THIS YOU CONTEND IT'S THE PANACEA THAT IS DESTROYING YOU DIVERGENCE MARKED WORSE THAN A POX POISON FED TO THE MASSES TUMOROUS GROWTHS PEPPERING OUR FORMS WATCH THE LINE RISE, RISE, RISE AS MORE OF US FALL BY THE DAY

AN AGE OF DROUGHT, OF FIRE AND ICE BEGOTTEN BY GREED'S EMISSIONS NOW SEEKS TO DRINK UP MORE TO CREATE ABOMINATIONS SO VILE THE SKIN SUIT OF SENTIENCE PARADED BY THOUGHTLESS DRAIN FEEL YOUR NEURONS ROT AS IT TRAINS WEAPONS UPON US WAS GENERATING 500 WORDS WORTH THE MECHANISM OF ROT, THE DECAYING FLESH PUPPETED, THE SICKENING REVULSION?

A LAPSE, A BREAK, A PAUSE INTERRUPTION IN ELECTRIC CURRENT BROUGHT BACK WHEN THEY ASK THE SAME QUESTION AGAIN CAN A HEAD WEAR A CROWN IF THE HEAD IS NOT FUNCTIONING? WHAT IS A HEAD OF STATE UNDER RAPID DECAY? BE IT PARASITISM BE IT LEAD BE IT AGE BE IT ABSENTIA ANIMAE WHAT CAUSES OLIGARCHIC NEURODEGENERATION THE RESULT REMAINS THE SAME GODS ABOVE WHO FORGET TIME AND PLACE RULING OVER OUR BODIES AND MINDS WITH NO CONTROL ON THEIR OWN AND NOW, A DAMNATION CASTING THE WORLD INTO ETERNAL FIRE

A PEOPLE LOBOTOMIZED SOULS, ESSENCE RESTRICTED ARE SUSCEPTIBLE TO GOD'S INFLUENCE MINDLESS SHEEP, HIS FAVORED REINFORCE VACUOUS ARROGANCE BEAT OUT THE INNATE THIRST THAT ESSENCE, LEFT EMACIATED AMIDST CRIES OF "LEAVE NO CHILD BEHIND" A TERMINUS OF REASON CLICHES ENDLESSLY PARROTED GIVEN NEW TRENDS, SHINY THINGS TO ROT YOUR BRAINS EVERMORE A VACUOUS MASS, SO MALLEABLE FORMLESS CLAY, FIT FOR MANIPULATION SHAPED TO HATE OTHERS LIKE THEM FOR SUCH SUPERFLUOUS QUALITIES THESE DRILLS, BORED THROUGH YOUR SKULL "IT'S NOT US IN THE THRONES" "YOU'RE TOO BUSY TO THINK ABOUT THAT" REPEATED UNTIL YOU TOO ARE LAID AS PAVEMENT

AVE SATANAS WE BRING THE LIGHT OF CLEANSING FLAME REGE SATANAS THE TEMPLES OF FALSE GODS WILL BURN TO THE FOUNDATION COGS AND BELTS THE HOLY RELICS VESSELS OF COMMUNION DEFACE AND DESTROY THESE GILDED IDOLS SACRIFICED TO A MORE LOVING GOD PILLARS CRUMBLE TO SAND IRON BEAMS TURN TO DUST THE DEATH MACHINES WILL CHURN NO MORE DRIVE THE SPIKES BETWEEN THEIR TEETH THREE RAYS OF LIGHT CLEANSE THE EARTH OF THE FALSE ONE'S HUBRIS

A RAIN OF ORCHID PETALS KISSED BY CRIMSON DEW PAINT SIGNS AND SIGILS A CANVAS OF VISCERA OPEN THE GATE, LIFT ITS BLADE GOUGE THE DIVINE BLOOD FROM THEIR PALLID THROATS HEAR IT SING AS IT FALLS SO LOW BRING SELF-CROWNED GODS TO EARTH SMOTHER THEIR UNDUE SELF-RIGHTEOUSNESS BURN THEIR THRONES OF WHICH THEY ARE SO PROUD THE GATEWAY OF SALVATION BLADED AND READY FOR THEM SHALL CLEANSE THEIR FILTH AND BURN THEM FROM THIS EARTH

AND SO WE COMMENCE THE FESTIVAL OF THE SACRIFICE EAT, DRINK, IMBIBE TAKE YOUR FILL OF SACRED FLESH CHEW OFF THE SINEWS FROM THEIR BONES RENDER THE FAT BETWEEN YOUR TEETH RIP APART THE VEINS FROM THEIR HEARTS LET THE BLOOD SATE YOUR THIRST AT THE HOLY MOUNT'S SUMMIT GILDED FLESH INGESTED DIGESTED, THEN DEFECATED GOLD RETURNED TO EXCREMENT WHAT ARE A HUNGRY PEOPLE TO DO WHEN RESOURCES ARE TAKEN TO FEED THE FULL BELLIES OF GODS SET AT GRAND TABLES?

WITH TEMPLES BURNED WITH GODS DEVOURED WITH IDOLS FELLED WE CONDEMN THE MEMORY OUR LIMBS FLAIL WITH A FRANTIC INTENSITY IN REVELRY, AS THE FLAMES RISE OFFERINGS OF FLESH AND BLOOD OFFERINGS OF GOLD AND STEEL SANGUINE ART PAINTED OVER THE VISAGES OF THEIR VANITY WITH TEMPLES BURNED WITH GODS DEVOURED WITH IDOLS FELLED WE CONDEMN THE MEMORY OUR LIMBS FLAIL WITH A FRANTIC INTENSITY IN REVELRY, AS WE FORGET THEIR NAMES DAMNATIO MEMORIAE