You corpse animators, charcoal burners, moulders of wax, adherants to the Seen The Black Hand pushes Your- agnostic reflex You- automatons Of- the animatronic sham You're planted in the Garden of Earthly Corporate Temple Messiah the baby-crackers boomed and echoed off the Bardo like half-assed Prometheans with stupid macrame crowns Saran-wrapped neurotic SMI LE's around the Vajra Hell and sold the "goddess" back to a world already drowning in Bohemian Snake Oil Draw open the curtains of the Abyss where Mother and Father can't keep up appearances They switched to Merck-Amphetamines Our Fearless Leaders have packed their bags for Babel And from that PR tower they shine the beacon down upon the vampirized world Where corpse-fucker "artists" back-engineer their stupid props to attract the dim sparks back to the dungheap & now they all shovel shit down the throat of their beloved Moloch I've watched the best minds of my generation prostrate themselves before the myth of Progressive Evolution like a bunch of fucking dressed-up rats spreading "civilization" like its the plague All points of view are points of sale in the Market of the Visible Equipped with Grand Scale Optics Transhorizon offshore nations offer you the best in False Frontiers A pseudo-individual is a resource to be mined like any other product only, this one sells itself Where Good is the Harness of the Slave and Evil is the lash of the Overseer The Master takes no heed (but where is there such a Master?) Under watchful eye of the Unholy See you Obey Your Thirst like cap- tive dogs, desires "liberated", free Substitute Horizons, full-screen Third world population transfer, no need Fetishized, Colonized, free Produce the new location download it to their screen Hollywood Triumphant We'll burn your Holy Land and give you virtual space Hollywood Triumphant Panoptical Surveillance murdered human race Behold the Antagonist, on the Throne of this world Who dares help him build in the House of God? These mortifyers are sucked dry by the Druj of their cryptotheocratic nightmares So who will defend the Temple? NO ONE! NO ONE! NO ONE! Burn it down! Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com