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Reaper Of Despair
03:34
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Arousing fear, disbelief and hate
The reaper of despair is leading the blind
Gaining control by subtle trickery
Willingly steering into the styx, Eris is taking over the wheel
Succumbed into temptation, the husk of a human being
Let the aether take your soul before dullness consumes you whole
Orchestrated to play the tiniest part, compensable perpetually
Unknowingly giving your all for someone else’s cause
8 billion worthless lives and only greed imbuing their minds
If you really want to make a difference, fucking end your life!
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The 45th Shame
03:20
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It was on a cool January’s eve
A gentle breeze waving through his hair
The feeling of incommensurable greatness
fulfills every fiber of his fucking being
The 45th shame…
Oh how you screwed your country and shit on your people
You really grabbed ‘em by the pussy
The whole world, merely your court
The 45th shame. Not the disease, just a symptom.
Strife that you brought - sign of the downfall
Mundus vult decipi, ergo decipiatur
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Manifest Destiny
04:30
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Systematic annihilation - enslaving the rest
Calculated intoxication - then massacre the rest
Bring me their scalps - until eradication
Rape and ravage them into extinction
Poorly understood but clearly identified as legally and morally enslavable,
trading away their lifes, in a futile struggle to preserve their land
Forced displacement - precipitated starvation
A legitimated destruction - cultural genocide
Imposed assimilation - to mortify body and mind
Territorial expansion - slaughtering in the name of pacification
From the Mystic Massacre, to the Trail Of Tears,
From the Mendocino War, to the Battle Of Kelley Creek
Each pacification an act of liberation
A necessary evil, to manifest destiny
From the first massacre, to the battle of Wounded Knee
From the Mankato Executions to Custer’s Campaigns
500 years of shame and only few remained
Countless atrocities for civilization and christianity
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The Lesser Of Two Evils
02:54
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Fear in forlornness, insufficiently
Too desperate, still won’t move
An insatiable thirst, quenched by lethargy
Inanimate, but just won’t die
Drive, misdirected into oblivion
A need for change, easily dismissed
But still a void filled with nothingness
If you can’t die for something, did you ever really live?
Is the only choice we ever have, between the lesser of two evils?
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