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Our basic instincts brought us here
They made us forget who we are
Pursuit of happiness turns to fear
It's so close yet so far
Servants of the machine god
A desire for order that protects us from uncertainty
Has made us scared of our own freedom
In a universe subjected to the whims of chance
It's more comforting to feel numb
Servants of the machine god
I don't believe your scriptures
I don't believe your theories
I don't believe a single word
That my horoscope says
Purpose of work is to live, life's purpose is to work
Ain't it easy being protected from the burden of choice?
Reading books about secrets, slaughterhouses of free thought
Building the gravestones of our free will, deny our growth
I don't believe in fate
I do believe in myself
I don't believe that there exists
Absolute order
Choosing your own path and being in control,
Means that you have to create order yourself
And it's scary to think that there wasn't any to begin with
Wallowing in your pity is the path of least resistance
Servants of the machine god
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Charlatan
03:41
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Persecute the charlatan
Prosecute the charlatan
Execute the charlatan
Persecute the charlatan
Prosecute the charlatan
Execute the charlatan
Your words are snake oil venom
Neurotoxin spraying forth
Deadly fumes emenating
Breathing out the stench of shit
Breaking bones with sticks and stones
And words causing brain damage
Cures pulled from your filthy guts
Spreading the plague through your lies
Hiding behind free-speech rights
Authority built on lies
Truth trumped with a toothy smile
Suppressed straight to channel vile
Persecute the charlatan
Prosecute the charlatan
Execute the charlatan
Persecute the charlatan
Prosecute the charlatan
Execute the charlatan
Well-crafted circus theater
Masquerading magic show
Presentation over facts
Exploiting human folly
Sweet-talking crooked warlock
Abusing superstition
Comatose hypnotized crowd
Applauding a bare-faced clown
Infecting gullible minds
Endangering all mankind
Salesperson of the worst kind
Only money makes you high
You're a charlatan!
Wicked witch-doctor! A charlatan!
False teacher! A charlatan!
Selfish glutton! A charlatan!
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Witch-Doctor
05:58
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4. |
Dragon Dildo
04:13
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Time to get medieval on these barbarians
Educate these superstitious savages
Drag them into our bloody classroom
And welcome them to the 21st century
Crimes against reason
Now comes your violation
Your corrective rape
I'll show you unnatural
Kept your true feelings hidden
Behind tirades and hatred
But we know what you need
Like you, a massive dick
From satan's drawer
Archdemon's pleasure
The sinners' torture
Fire breathing, brimstone cumming
The dragon dildo
Veiny, fleshy, spiky, massive,
Veiny, fleshy, barbed, tasty,
Veiny, fleshy, spiky, massive,
Veiny, fleshy, barbed, tasty,
Veiny, fleshy, spread your asscheeks
tearing your shut rectal muscles
with more squirming it grows massive
tearing into your intestines
Pushing, pulling, drilling, tearing
Pushing, pulling, drooling, pooling
The guts spilling, the cum flaming
Your soul mangled, by hell's fires
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5. |
Our Golden Shackles
05:00
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Our golden shackles
Our everyday dictator
Our crippling addiction
We call it money
These chains that bind us
And the monsters that hold them
We trample over each-other
Just to add a few more links to them
We waste our time, day by day
Many hours we'll never get back
Daydreaming in a nightmare
About dreams doomed to stay dreams
And those who have it all
Who gave up their humanity
Nothing but polished chains
Own the world but not their soul
Look at the animal in its chains
Who gave up the freedom of danger
For the approval of its master
The hand that feeds also binds
Our golden shackles
Our everyday dictator
Our crippling addiction
We call it money
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Ignorance is Pain
05:25
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Ignorance is pain
You say woke i say do your research
your predators gonna make you their dessert
If you think is theories
then look to your leaders
Your speech serves
nothing if your drinking
Bleach by the liters
And your packing out the bleachers
Rocking same color tee shirts
And hats no mask
cause it’s a knee jerk
Reaction to and from the masses
Ignorance is pain
Look at the Hungarian government
What the fuck it’s like
Soros here is the target no he is the puppet
When you control the media
Then you controlling the narrative
But it’s in front of your face
Just open your eyes
Ya stuck in your ways
Ignorance is pain
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7. |
Servants of Iblis
05:06
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God creates
The devil destroys
Only god can judge
Man has to love
They call themselves the men of god
Came from heaven to bring the light
When the time comes they will grab a gun
The call to arms came and the war has begun
But did they see the one who called?
The light was only burning fire
The war makes their god appalled
They turned his word into devil's ire
Rowing gang of violent thieves
Beasts wearing human skin
Sacred symbols burnt by sin
Drooling pack of devil-kin
God creates
The devil destroys
Only god can judge
Man has to love
Bleeding dagger teeth preaching virtues
Clawing their way through an ancient culture
Cowards preying on the weak
The shepherd to salvation has been killed
No empathy, no compassion
Just violent burning passion
No heavenly instinct of good
Just hellish rage where god once stood
A trail of pain behind their wake
Taking the lord's name in vain
Black pitchforks shooting flame
More souls for the devil to take
Rowing gang of violent thieves
Beasts wearing human skin
Sacred symbols burnt by sin
Drooling pack of devil-kin
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Copromancy
06:16
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Evil coven gathering in the parliament
Weaving their wicked brew
Ingredients poured from their assholes
The ones they call their mouths
Wicked spell craft of the intestines
Preparing for the creature
Enchanting the minds of the unsuspecting
The heads become its eggs
Fecal golem, aberration
Result of mental defecation
Fecal golem, the excremental
We are all fucking mental
The witches pour out the concoction
It enters the public sewage line
Radio, news sites, then word of mouth
It's like a viral parasite
Empty brains breed the filthy fetus
Without warning it emerges
Its slimy tendrils reach for deafened ears
Spreading like a wildfire
Fecal golem, stupid nation
Skull-fucking our curious children
Fecal golem, the excremental
We are all fucking mental
You think you have immunity?
I can smell it fester in your head
You think you see it clearly?
With your eyeballs covered in shit
Fecal golem, aberration
Result of mental defecation
Fecal golem, the excremental
We are all fucking mental
Fecal golem, stupid nation
Skull-fucking our curious children
Fecal golem, the excremental
We are all fucking mental
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