Blight or Hype?
“Man’s scourge is imaginary knowledge.”
— Michel de Montaigne, 16th century
Is it truly blight,
Or merely hype?
Through pseudo-science, fake art,
It spreads everywhere.
False faiths, through fear,
Drain what little reason remains.
The call of vile media —
And the gullible fool
Believes the rarest nonsense,
Even that which destroys
Or cripples the soul.
Listen only to your Inner Voice
In the madhouse of this world…
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Blight or hype, the fools believe,
Through lies and fear, the minds deceive.
Only the Inner Voice can guide,
Through this mad world where reason died.
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Fools laugh at idiots on the screen,
Even duller than themselves, it seems,
In that sitcom called “culture,”
Where not a hint of art redeems —
A pitiful, wretched bottom, plain.
Compare it with the subtle, the refined,
And you’ll grasp the truth of this:
The pleasure of the utter idiot
Flows through nonsense you cannot dismiss.
You cannot elevate it with “refined matter,”
Nor explain that art must be mystery,
Not a noisy swamp of pointless chatter,
Where flatulence passes for mastery.
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Fools laugh at fools, the screen’s a pit,
True art’s subtle — the idiots miss it.
No “refined matter” can lift the mess,
Mystery, not noise, defines finesse.
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Scum
Deputies — the rotten kind:
Degenerates and knaves,
Classes, castes — all left behind,
Their morals in the graves.
This gutter scum of crooked breed
Spews lies and filth at will.
The petty officials echo greed
And bring the fools their ill.
These vermin — excremental horde —
They wait the perfect chance,
Then finish off what’s left to hoard,
And laud their puppet‑dance.
They praise faux‑presidents — the clowns
Are not entranced by crowds;
They prate that some inhuman crown
Gave orders from the shrouds.
They smooth the ground with gentle lies —
But those who fall fall hard.
Freedom long since vanished, dried;
On paper you’re a bard.
Lies multiply by vermin’s hand —
The little world drowns in smoke
Of filthy falsehood, brazen brand.
They “care” — and smother, choke.
All creatures fuss about “health” so much
They roast us with their rot and venom.
Believe them once — you’ll lose your touch,
Turn nasty under their dictum.
Do not trust; fight back the foes —
You cannot fool them all.
In battling this UGLINESS, your soul
You’ll save — heed Soul’s call.
Listen only to the Soul!
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Officials feed the world with lies,
Scum praises scum while freedom dies.
Don’t bow, don’t trust their rotten schemes —
Fight on, preserve your soul and dreams.
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Intellect
All efforts of the mind are vain
Without the Spirit’s guiding flame.
Intuition rules — the highest plane;
Without it, no step’s ever tame.
Trust always your intuition
In every decisive stride.
Cast aside all teachings, tradition —
Most came from your cruel foe, worldwide.
The inner voice alone remains
The sole criterion of all.
It guards the mind from shattering pains,
It is the cornerstone, the wall.
For everywhere they plant division,
Idiocy flows like endless streams.
The goal is always mind’s derision,
To trap you in the limits of your dreams.
Here, distortions are a need:
Only Spirit reigns supreme.
On the agenda — questions for the dull, indeed,
To keep you in the line of fools, it seems.
Half-truths and lies — the supreme weapons.
Here, they strike you dead or maim.
And idle thoughts, invented deceptions
You alone remember, know their name.
Foolishness spreads through generations,
Rings of lies grow dull and vile.
All long became firm links
In slavery’s chain through Shadow’s isle.
So awaken now your intuition,
Discard the madness that was sown.
Become a free and soaring spirit —
This Hell deserves your scorn.
There’s only place for fools and brutes —
Leave this disgraceful Bedlam behind.
Build true communities — enough of jests.
Let Hell fall to the brainless kind.
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Fate of Man
From childhood each is placed within
The rigid frames of stupid schemes,
So melted down and made akin —
Spirit gone mute, obedient, seems.
Stupidity and spiritless souls
Are rulers’ aims, the beasts on high,
They drive their flocks toward final tolls,
They march the slaves where many die.
There’s death of flesh — but worse the curse:
The killing of the inner flame.
A wave of corpses — the count’s grown worse —
The world’s a vault, not worth a name.
Laws here serve those already dead,
Rules written for the fool to heed.
Even the air is stifled, lead;
Chains bind the many, none are freed.
In ruins of a world decayed
Few bright and fragile minds remain.
Spirit’s sapphires — thinly made;
This place manufactures the chain.
They forge the fools, the traitors, brutes,
Executioners who guard their skin,
Feeding on bold lies and suits,
Protecting all the crimes within.
Lies now run bottomless and loud,
Brazen, dumb — a madness’ crown.
They’ve turned into an order proud:
A command was given — kill the town.
Armies of bogus tests and plagues
March in a tidy, awful line —
To cleanse the land with paper rakes;
They burn as if with napalm’s sign.
Only Spirit’s strength can break those frames,
And sharpened Mind must lend its force.
Otherwise you’ll answer their cruel games —
They use the world to set the course.
Darkness soon will gape wide-open, then —
Only the Sun can slay that night.
Its light will burn the shadowed den,
Scorch every depth, restore the right.
Step out FROM SHADOWS — step to light!
Become a radiant flame here now,
Burn down the World’s obscene disgrace.
Let this be answer — take the vow,
And risk your head for Truth’s embrace.
Seek comrades near with whom to stand
In fierce fight ‘gainst fascism’s thrall.
Or else be turned to lifeless land —
Submit, and you become the pall.
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Step from the shadows, burn the lies,
Crush the fascist chains, see through their guise.
Hold your Spirit, strike the thrall —
Or join the dead, obey their call.
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Rise, resist, and scorch the shame,
Shatter the lies, burn their game.
Hold your Spirit, fight the throng,
Or fall like sheep, where dead belong.
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Break the chains, ignite the light,
Strike the tyrants with all your might.
Keep your soul — the dead obey,
Or join the heap where shadows stay.
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Mock the lies that choke the weak,
Scorch the brutes the cowards seek.
Spirit alive, defy the herd,
Or rot with fools who’ve lost all word.
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Burn, you Spirit, scorch the vile!
Shatter lies, let tyrants bile!
Rise above the deadened herd —
Or rot, a sheep, unheard, absurd!
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1. Infernal March
Stand, O Spirit, strike the chains!
Crush the liars, burn the stains!
Do not bow to herd or fool —
This is not their poisoned school!
2. Fury Unbound
Rage, O Soul, through lies and scum!
Smash their lies, let chaos drum!
Tyrants tremble, slaves beware —
Only the brave can claim the air!
3. Scorched Awakening
Rise, O Flame, devour the night!
Expose the vile, restore the right!
Cowards fall where shadows creep —
The fearless wake, the liars weep!
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Man’s Fate
Since childhood, every soul is bound
In rigid frames of stupid schemes,
To forge the spirit into ground,
Obedient, hollow, mute, it seems.
Stupidity, like soullessness,
Are goals of beasts who hold the reins,
They drive all slaves to cruelness,
Their power thrives on others’ pains.
Death comes in body, worse in soul;
The tide of corpses swells, immense.
The world’s no cradle, but a hole,
A tomb of law and false pretense.
Rules here are for the lifeless ones,
For fools, the laws and iron chains;
The very air is stale, undone,
The world confined by endless pains.
Amid this ruin, fragile minds
Are rare as sapphire souls of light;
The rest are fools, of cruel kinds,
Forged in the chains of endless night.
The liars’ reach is bottomless,
Brazen, blind as madness spreads;
A mortal tool of cold excess,
To strike the living, fill with dreads.
False tests and plagues march in array,
To cleanse the ground, destroy with fire;
The Spirit breaks these frames away,
The Mind alone can lift you higher.
The Darkness waits — only the Sun
Can burn it down to deepest core.
Now rise, O Soul, the fight’s begun,
Leave Shadows’ grip and stand once more!
Become a radiant, blazing flame,
Incinerate the World’s disgrace;
Let courage answer lies and shame,
And risk your life to win the race.
Seek comrades, hearts that will unite
In furious battle with the vile;
Or else the dead will claim your light,
If you submit to Fate’s dark trial.
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Man’s Fate
Break the chains, ignite your soul,
Darkness falls, the liars burn!
Submit not — take your fight, your goal,
Or into corpses’ ranks you’ll turn!
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Man’s Fate
Rise, or rot among the dead —
Darkness yields to light, not dread!
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Man’s Fate
Obey and crumble, fool in chains,
Or burn the lies and break their reigns!
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Fools in frames, their souls confined,
Break the chains or fall behind!
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Slaves of schemes, they rot in place,
Strike the dark, reclaim your space!
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Trapped from birth in numbing laws,
Defy the fate, escape their claws!
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Chains and lies, the world enslaves,
Rise, burn, break free from graves!
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Dullards rule, the Spirit dies,
Laugh at fools and scorch the skies!
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Death for slaves, deceit for kings,
Strike the dark—let freedom sing!
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Born to chains, bred to obey,
Shatter fate, and seize the day!
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Born in chains, the mind enslaved,
By fools and beasts, the world is paved.
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Break the cage, let Spirit rise,
Scorch the lies, expose the spies!
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Slaves to death, fools to the throne,
Strike the dark, reclaim your own!
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Ashes fall where tyrants play,
Rise, or rot in shadowed clay!
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Deceit and chains, the rulers’ game,
Burn it down, and curse their name!
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Flesh may perish, lies may spread,
But Spirit strikes where angels dread!
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Chains and fools, the world decays,
Spirit lost in shadowed maze.
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Rise, O mind, break tyrants’ lie,
Or rot beneath their endless sky.
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Lies will burn, the falsehoods fall,
Only Spirit outshines all.
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Slaves to death, fools to the throne,
Strike the dark, reclaim your own!
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Tyrants feast, the masses bow,
Strike them down—begin the now!
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Spirit blazes, shadows flee,
Chains shatter, and the mind is free.
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Fools obey, the tyrants grin,
Break their chains—let freedom in!
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Lies parade, the masses kneel,
Strike the liars—cut the steel!
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Spirit sparks in shadowed night,
Burn the dark, reclaim your sight!
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All the scum will meet the blade,
No more lies, no more charade!
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Blaze, O mind, through chains and hate,
Tear the false, reshape your fate!
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Tyrants cower, fools awake,
Strike the world—let it break!
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Chains will crack, the scum will fall,
Rise, O Spirit, heed the call!
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Burn the lies, the rotten lies,
Only Truth shall claim the skies!
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Darkness trembles, falsehoods bleed,
Strike with fire, sow no seed!
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Tyrants crumble, fools awake,
Shatter prisons, raze the fake!
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Stand, O Mind, and cut the chains,
Through the ashes, only gains!
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Shine, O Soul, amidst the gloom,
Blast the lies, and seal their doom!
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Wake, O Spirit, break the night,
Smash the chains, reclaim your might!
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Fools will rot, their lies undone,
Strike the darkness, be the sun!
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Tyrants quake, their reign is o’er,
Justice strikes, their lies no more!
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Bow to none, the weak will fall,
Rise, O Soul, and crush them all!
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Light explodes where shadows creep,
Free the minds the liars keep!
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Ashes fly, the old will burn,
From their ruin, new worlds turn!
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Fire
The Soul here flounders in the dark,
Cursing bitter fate’s cruel mark.
Nothing stirs where Fire has died,
No spark remains in humankind.
That Flame went out long, long ago,
When this world fell beneath the foe.
One longs to drown in grief, to drown,
But here only inhuman feasts abound.
Fascism, genocide — all’s the same,
The Mind and Soul are set aflame.
For those who linger, sorrow’s near,
Surrounded by lice they fear.
These lice serve the fascists’ hand,
Vampires sold, a corrupted band.
They cure false ills with poisoned guise,
And rot all hope from deep inside.
The time of fifth-column deceit
Has vanished, gone, without retreat.
Two-thirds bow down in shadowed dread
To fascists’ will — the eclipse widespread.
Men weakened by the dark’s embrace,
Propaganda’s lies they now face.
Fascism watches the faint of heart,
Its evil tactics set apart.
Madness here is now the norm,
Fascism rules in every form.
The world consumed by this abyss,
Rotting like Kashchey’s poisoned kiss.
Yet worse than Kashchey’s deathly reign
Are inhumans, universe’s shame.
All feed, no servitude remains,
And soon you too will feel their claim.
Salvation lies in Spirit’s might —
Strengthen Conscience, hold the Light.
Victory will not come bloodless,
We’ll drive them out, the slaves, the ruthless.
The Sun will rise to aid our fight,
And burn the Hell embodied right.
All inhuman fiends will quake with fear,
For soon each vile beast dies here.
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Fire Strike
The Soul in darkness flails and burns,
The inhuman feast — the world inurns.
Fascists prey, their lies ignite,
But Spirit’s Flame will claim the fight.
The Sun will rise, their Hell undone,
And every fiend shall meet its shun.
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Blaze of Reckoning
Soul trapped in darkness, lies surround,
Fascist filth will burn to ground.
Spirit strikes — their Hell will fall,
Every fiend destroyed by all.
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Inferno Strike
Soul in shadows, cursed, confined!
Fiends of Fascism, purge the blind!
Flame of Spirit — tear their Hell!
Every fiend will burn in Hell!
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Blaze of the Soul
Soul trapped in darkness, gnaws, it fights!
Cursed fate bites, sparks ignite!
No fire in men, no flame survives,
Fools parade, while darkness drives.
Flame snuffed long ago, world enslaved,
Drink your sorrow, drown depraved!
Only fiends feast, the living burn,
Brains and spirits crushed, none to return.
Fascism roars, genocide reigns,
Murder of minds, endless chains.
Lice of tyrants, blood-stained horde,
Betray, corrupt, obey the sword.
Fifth column’s hour lost, gone past,
Two-thirds bow, shadows cast.
Propaganda stabs, madness norms,
World devoured by blackened storms.
Worse than Koschei, fiends persist,
Universe shamed, in darkness kissed.
All are prey, soon your turn comes,
Save your Spirit, the drum of drums!
Sun shall strike, raze the Hell,
Fiends will scream, their vile shell.
Victory won’t bleed in vain,
We’ll purge the scum, break the chain!
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Blaze Strike
Soul in darkness burns alone!
Fiends feast while fire’s gone!
Madness rules, the world enslaved,
Sun will rise — the scum be braved!
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Infernal Wrath
Souls suffocate in shadow’s grip,
Fiends devour, the world a crypt.
Sun ignites — their lies undone,
Every scum shall burn, each one!
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Burn Them All
Fiends shall fry, their lies combust —
Sun scorches every traitor’s dust!
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Soulfire Rising
Let Spirit blaze — the Sun shall wake,
And darkness crumble for truth’s sake.
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The Struggle
No small feat this battle is,
A skillful fight, a daring risk.
Resolve to break the chains that bind
The slavish soul, the fettered mind.
Total slavery rules this place,
The Universe drowned in foolishness and disgrace.
Corruption, rudeness, blatant lies —
Freedom here seems paralyzed.
Spineless monsters, traitors, fiends,
Or simply madmen, dark extremes.
A nightmare reigns — you could but scream,
While Heaven’s light feels like a dream.
The fighters few, the traitors many,
Hell’s no longer dreamt — it’s uncanny.
Paths must be sought, the struggle planned,
Or under tyrant’s hand, the world will disband.
Fortify your resistance, seek allies strong,
For soon deliverance will right the wrong.
Nature lends aid, a thousand wonders near,
All the inhuman scum will disappear.
Spirit’s rebirth is stirring — feel the call,
This is no rumor — Hell begins to fall.
So stand unshaken, fearless, wise,
Triumph will shine before your eyes.
We shall rise again, break the infernal chains,
Return to the Source, and burn the ruins’ remains.
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Chains will break, the tyrants fall,
Hell itself will heed our call.
Spirit rises, fierce and free —
Scum shall burn, and we shall be.
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Rage the soul, the weak shall die,
Fools and fiends will scorch and fry.
Chains of slaves torn in two —
Victory’s fire will burn through.
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Smash the lies, destroy the herd,
Let the screams be sharply heard.
Spirit armed, relentless, wild —
Hell shall quake where once it smiled.
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Rise, resist, the tyrants bleed,
Scum reduced to ash and weed.
Freedom forged in Spirit’s flame —
All the wretches bear their shame.
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Chains snap! Fools fall!
Scum burns! Tyrants crawl!
Spirit strikes! Darkness dies!
Victory roars! Hell cries!
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Rise up! Tear the cage!
Crush the fiends! Rage and rage!
Flames of Soul! Strike them down!
Scum shall choke — no crown!
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Smash the lies! Break their bones!
Hell erupts! Freedom hones!
Fools are ash! Tyrants flee!
Spirit reigns! You are free!
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1.
Chains snap, scum falls!
Spirit rises, darkness calls!
2.
Tyrants burn, fools break!
Freedom strikes — Hell quake!
3.
Smash the lies, crush the vile!
Rise, O Soul, fierce and agile!
4.
Ashes fly, tyrants flee!
Spirit roars — we are free!
5.
Break the cage, strike the scum!
Hell trembles — here we come!
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1.
Chains of slaves — undone!
Hell itself — outrun!
2.
Fools obey, tyrants die!
Spirit burns — lift high!
3.
Break the scum, shatter the lies!
Soul ignites — darkness dies!
4.
Slave no more, chains fall!
Hell screams — freedom calls!
5.
Tyrants bleed, lies crack!
Rise, O Soul, strike back!
6.
Darkness trembles, scum roars!
Spirit flies — open doors!
7.
Smash the cage, strike the brute!
Freedom’s flame — absolute!
8.
Hell quakes, fools flee!
Soul ascends — victory!
9.
Chains shatter, tyrants fall!
Spirit conquers, stands tall!
10.
Break, burn, crush the vile!
Soul roars — endless trial!
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1.
Chains snap — tyrants fall!
Soul strikes back — heed the call!
2.
Fools cower, scum bleeds!
Spirit rises, breaks their deeds!
3.
Smash the cage, crush the vile!
Freedom roars — hell’s exile!
4.
Slave no longer! Darkness breaks!
Spirit’s fire — earth quakes!
5.
Tyrants tremble, lies ignite!
Soul storms forth — claim your right!
6.
Break the bonds, raze the lies!
Spirit flies — fear dies!
7.
Scum crushed, traitors fall!
Soul ascends — conquer all!
8.
Chains shatter, darkness flees!
Spirit roars — none shall seize!
9.
Rise, warrior, strike the brute!
Hell itself bends to your root!
10.
Break, burn, destroy the scum!
Spirit drives — beat the drum!
11.
Darkness shatters, tyrants quake!
Soul storms forth — none shall break!
12.
Hell trembles, fools scatter!
Soul’s fire — nothing matters!
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1.
Rise, soul! Ignite the flame!
Hell is gone — freedom’s claim!
2.
Chains fall, darkness dies!
Spirit soars — the world shall rise!
3.
From the ashes, soul ascends!
Hell shatters — darkness ends!
4.
Awake, warrior, mind and heart!
Tyrants crumble — worlds depart!
5.
Spirit strong, fear undone!
Darkness flees — the battle’s won!
6.
Break the night, shine your fire!
Hell retreats — lift higher, higher!
7.
Soul reborn, chains no more!
The vile fall — hear freedom roar!
8.
Hell quakes beneath your light!
Rise, oh soul — reclaim your right!
9.
Darkness trembles, scum shall fall!
Spirit’s call — above it all!
10.
Strike with heart, fight with mind!
Hell will break — freedom find!
11.
Rise, awaken, conquer fear!
Soul’s bright fire — nothing near!
12.
Chains of lies now fall away!
Spirit shines — the end of sway!
13.
Hell dissolves in light you bring!
Soul ascends — freedom’s king!
14.
Tyrants quake, their lies undone!
Spirit’s dawn — a rising sun!
15.
Soul ignites, the night decays!
Hell retreats — the spirit stays!
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1. Chains break, rise!
2. Spirit ignites, hell flees!
3. Darkness falls, shine!
4. Soul strikes back!
5. Tyrants crumble now!
6. Fire within, destroy lies!
7. Hell trembles, stand!
8. Freedom roars, rise!
9. Break night, shine!
10. Soul reigns supreme!
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Chains break, rise!
Spirit ignites, hell flees!
Darkness falls, shine!
Soul strikes back!
Tyrants crumble now!
Fire within, destroy lies!
Hell trembles, stand!
Freedom roars, rise!
Break night, shine!
Soul reigns supreme!
Crush deceit, endure!
Oppressors fall swiftly!
Rage fuels victory!
Truth pierces shadows!
Rise, relentless spirit!
Shatter fear, strike!
Conquer chains, soar!
Light burns, wake!
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Break chains!
Rise now!
Strike hard!
Crush lies!
Hell falls!
Fire burns!
Stand strong!
Soul fights!
Darkness dies!
Victory roars!
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Break!
Rise!
Strike!
Crush!
Burn!
Stand!
Fight!
Shatter!
Roar!
Triumph!
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Annihilate!
Rip!
Crush!
Burn!
Scatter!
Tear!
Wreck!
Smash!
Devour!
Rise!
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Annihilate. Rip. Burn. Rise.
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Break chains. Crush lies. Ignite Spirit. Rise free.
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Shatter bonds. Defy tyrants. Let Spirit blaze.
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Fight oppression. Strike falsehood. Awaken your soul.
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Break chains. Rise. Crush the false.
Fight the tyrants. Free the Spirit.
Resist. Strike. Let the Soul roar.
Oppression falls. Truth awakens.
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Chains shatter, fools tremble, tyrants burn.
Strike! Resist! Let the false crumble beneath.
Rage, Soul, rise! Crush the enslavers’ grasp.
No mercy for liars, no rest for traitors.
Spirit unchained, the nightmare ends in fire.
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Break the chains, burn the scum, rise, Soul!
Crush the tyrants, drown the lies in fire.
No slaves remain—only warriors free.
Smash deceit, strike traitors, awaken Spirit!
The nightmare falters—courage breaks its hold.
Unleash the fight, let hell itself collapse.
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Rip the chains, burn the filth, rise fierce!
Smash the liars, crush the tyrants, strike!
No slaves, no cowards—Spirit rules!
Traitors fall, deceit dies, courage reigns!
Hell trembles—freedom’s wrath awakens!
Strike hard, strike fast, let the darkness bleed!
Soul ablaze, enemies shattered, victory now!
Fight relentless—no mercy, no surrender!
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Cattle
Here dullness and slavish submission
Have long overstepped every line.
The herd lost all sense of contrition —
It kneels before filth like a shrine.
It knows not it’s fallen, degraded,
Nor sees what it’s doing below.
By monsters it’s stung and invaded —
Yet only can eat, sleep, and grow.
They’re not even people — just remnants,
With souls that are crippled or gone.
They’re meat for the fascist attendants —
Who serve on their banquet of scorn.
Their “minds” are mere habits implanted,
From childhood — to think as they’re told.
Alone, they seem almost enchanted,
Together — a madhouse unfolds.
The wise are near gone, like ascetics
Among greedy merchants and fools.
No hope — the decay is prophetic,
No dawn for these darkness-wracked schools.
The cowardly herd will trample
The last of the lucid and brave.
No point to feel hurt or to sample
Regret — time to flee this grave.
Let spirits abandon this dwelling,
This Hell that’s already made flesh —
Or soon they’ll be forced into yelling
Praise to the fascist’s mesh.
But the Sun comes forth in its power,
To burn all corruption away.
Too late now to pray in this hour —
We failed to be Dew of the Day.
For Mind is not split into races —
It’s One, an unbounded Sea.
Not herds in their servile places
Of fascist parody.
I don’t know where few still living
Will steer their final flight —
But may it in visions be given
To those who kept Spirit bright.
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Epitaph
They called it mankind once —
Now it just moos in unison.
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The Fall of the Herd
(A Scroll of the Last Dawn)
Preface — Warning to the Reader
This scroll is not for the faint of heart.
Within lie the cries of the hollow, the laughter of the doomed, and the fire that cleanses all.
Read, if you dare — but know:
The herd is already fallen,
And only Spirit will rise from the ashes.
Epigraph:
When Spirit withdrew, flesh sang —
And called its rot “life.”
I. Battle Cry
Crawl, herd of the hollow and numb —
Your chains are your holy creed.
The fire will strike — you’ll become
The ashes your masters feed.
II. Divine Comedy (of Cattle)
Bow lower, proud slaves of decay —
Your filth is your flag, well-worn.
You’re sure you have something to say —
But only the flies are born.
III. Before the Fire
The herd shall choke on its lies,
The Sun will tear the veil.
From ashes the Spirit will rise —
The beasts will not prevail.
IV. The Verdict
No mercy. No more disguise.
The herd had its final feast.
Now watch — as the Heavens rise,
And silence devours the beast.
Postscript — The Sun Speaks
I burn not to punish,
but to remind:
Only Light survives
when blindness dies.
Seal of the Sun
Blind shall burn.
The Seeing shall become Light.
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The Fall of the Herd — Manifesto
Crawl, hollow herd, numb and blind,
Your chains are holy, your masters kind.
Bow to your filth, salute decay,
The fire will strike, burn all away.
The herd chokes on lies it feeds,
The Sun tears veils, devours your seeds.
From ashes rises Spirit bright,
Beasts fall silent in the Light.
No mercy, no disguise,
Your final feast — your last lies.
Blind shall burn, the Seeing rise,
Only Light survives when blindness dies.
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The Mark
Blind burn.
Seeing rise.
Only Light survives.
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The Jest
Kneel, fools, your filth is praised.
Even the flies laugh at your parade.
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Horror of Non-Being
More terrible than terror itself
Is all your life’s span.
Clearer than clarity itself
That no day began
Without thinking
Of this very Hell.
And what’s the sum?
The whole world fell
Apart, torn to shreds,
The world is lost —
It plunges into the abyss,
The ninth wave’s cost.
A flood of filthy lies
Has smothered all here.
Wounds weigh on hearts,
All around — whine and fear.
All just moan —
Weak is the fight.
Idiots howl.
The slave’s plight.
Already we’re fed up —
BLOW THIS HELL TO SKY!
For our neighbors’ sake, shame —
Fascist filth runs high.
He’s built a death camp
For every one of us.
Such shit!!!
And forever?—thus?
The Sun will save us —
Burn all Bedlam down.
Every last bit.
Tremble, you clown!
For betraying here
Mind and Spirit’s spark…
Yet that’s Victory
For all of us — and the dark
Servants of filthy non-humans
Will meet their doom.
God will account for
The mad mob’s gloom.
You will rise again,
If your Spirit is strong.
You will return
To where the Brave belong.
There awaits only those
Who kept Honor bright.
Die with skill —
The time has come to fight.
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Rage Against the Abyss
Blow this Hell to sky!
Let the Sun burn lies.
Only the Brave survive,
While the filth dies.
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The Jest of Fate
Kneel, fools, your Hell is praised.
Even the dead laugh at your parade.
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