Subspecies of Man
Could a sleeping god be hiding
In a world of fools? Not quite.
There are types of men abiding—
Most are nothing, void of light.
Slaves and madness wouldn't fester
If the masses held a spark.
Tyrants wouldn’t rule and pester—
They would vanish in the dark.
Yet the kind who feel and reason—
Just a fading, dying breed.
And this truth is not a vision—
CowID made it plain to read.
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In orderly rows...
"First God created idiots, that was for practice. Then He created schools."
— Mark Twain
He first made fools—just for training,
Then schools—so He took a short rest.
But fools, never doubting nor waning,
Set out on their ignorant quest.
They rushed, never waiting for sages,
Whom God had yet to prepare.
Lost wandering through foolish mazes?
Well, you chose your fate—so beware...
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The Net of Nothingness
Emotions burn, and thoughts decay—
A bleak, relentless tide is turning.
The wretched dream of wealth each day,
While life itself is blind and burning.
Dark horns are rising everywhere—
They drive the world into perdition.
Now evil sheds its thin veneer,
And soon mankind will face submission.
But Satan’s rule will not remain—
It falls, and with it, blind oppression.
A fool, baptized in fascist bane,
Will share its fate without confession.
Yet Higher Forces stand above—
They’ll cleanse the world, erase corruption.
The twisted minds that cheered on war
Shall fuel the fire of destruction.
And what of those who kept their soul?
The truth will soon dispel the lie.
How long till judgment takes its toll?
The years are numbered—time runs dry...
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The End of a Dream
Time is tightening like a noose—
No escape, no turning back.
New-wave hounds are on the loose,
Spreading fascism in their track.
March to camps that span the earth,
Or face your fate with honor bright.
Fools embrace their chains from birth—
Only flames can end the blight.
Sunlight rises, burning higher,
Brighter, fiercer every day.
Yet the world’s grown none the wiser—
Only fire burns decay!
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Degradation
CowID and wars have made it clear—
The world’s consumed by mindless haze.
Mankind has sunk beneath the sheer
Abyss of fascist, darkened days.
Since ancient times, they’ve known but chains,
Yet masked their madness with disguise.
There once was Light—but now remains
Just fear and Mirage in their eyes.
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The End
The hounds of tyranny repeat
Their lies to fools, their chorus loud.
They claim the law still holds its seat,
Yet crack their whips to break the crowd.
They strike down all who dare resist—
So trust them not, stand up, defy!
And if your life hangs off the abyss,
Then hold your ground—don’t fear to die.
New ways to fight—that is the key,
But people rot in fear, alone.
They hide in holes, refuse to see,
Too weak to claim what once was known.
So hope is scarce, the odds are grim,
And fate now whispers in the dark:
The End has come—stand tall, not dim,
And meet it with unyielding spark.
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Sheep and Crows – A Half-Fable
By the gate they stand in flocks—
Not the people, just the sheep.
Crows above them spread their talks,
Spinning lies both old and cheap.
With each tale the fools delight,
Dreaming of some "brighter" fate.
Idiots, so lost in night,
Gladly walk on through the gate.
But that gate leads to the pen—
Slaughter waits, the shears are near.
Crows keep croaking lies again,
Drowning out the cries of fear.
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Half-Measures, Hollow Thought
Half a mind and half a stand,
Yet claim you're wise, brave, just, and grand.
But strip away the vain disguise—
A wretched fraud is what you hide.
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Almost for Car Lovers...
Hit the gas instead of braking
If you seek to reach the goal.
Through a world of war and faking,
Grasp at least a piece of soul.
Catastrophe is fast approaching—
There's no time for empty tales.
All this wicked world’s encroaching,
Yet pure souls will ride the gales.
For the bright, this is salvation—
So press on and chase the fight!
Know you’re on the right foundation
When resistance grows with might.
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Youth Is Filled with Nonsense
Youth is stuffed with hollow lies,
Leave them all behind!
Only instinct, trained and wise,
Helps to clear the mind.
Fail, and all that useless weight
Drags you down for good.
Truth demands you separate
Falsehood from what’s true.
Seek the answers on your own,
Let no herd decide.
What the masses claim as known
Is but noise and pride.
Youth is filled with nonsense—why?
Memory’s a cage.
When it overflows with lies,
Reason dies of age.
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Thrillers and action-packed stories,
Movies with bang, boom, and blast,
Spread like a plague in their glory,
Dulling our minds far too fast.
Game shows and soap operas, endless,
Swallow us into their net.
Where there should be tigers—defenseless,
Lies just a docile herd yet.
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Lofty ambitions—
Like tales of magicians—
Seem out of your sight?
But if you keep striving,
Keep pushing and driving,
You'll climb to the height!
If not—no denying,
You'll end up just sighing.
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The Journey Begins
Strive for greatness, keep on going,
Even if your strength is small.
Step by step, the path keeps growing,
Till you can’t recall the fall.
Skill will rise, and strength will follow,
Mind will clear from all decay.
Start from filth, though dark and hollow—
Only will can light the way.
Like a race that lasts for ages,
Masters rise through years of trial.
No set rules, no measured stages—
Hear what Nature speaks in style.
Light of Nature shapes your being,
While the world is lost in shame.
This is not a race, nor fleeting,
But your soul's eternal flame.
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Rashism
The children march in line,
With Z-marks on their backs.
The tyrants call it fine,
Deceit fuels their attacks.
And when they come of age,
The butcher sends them in.
Their parents feel no rage—
Rashism dwells within.
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A marching chant from days of old,
In schools—Marxist-Lenin lore.
Shaped to fit a thoughtless mold,
Is it communism or war?
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The Fall
The fall goes on—yet they proclaim
It’s “progress” in disguise.
Decay is spreading, lies inflame,
Deception weights our eyes.
The mind is now a rare elite,
And honor? Lost, long gone.
“Just live for joy” is the deceit
Of souls forever numb.
The fools have reached a massive scale,
Too vast to turn the tide.
No hope remains—their twisted trail
Lets evil march with pride.
And so, enraged, the Earth resists,
Rejecting all this scum.
The burning sun now sears the twists
Of darkness overcome.
Disaster looms, it won’t be long—
The final years unwind.
We’ve reached the bottom, proved them wrong…
Now comes The End Of Time.
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We all built a grand utopia!
Yet got a useless pile...
Stop bowing to ideologia—
A mouse gave birth to a mile!
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Police States
They glorify the men in blue,
So unchecked power seems all right—
Your "rights" erased without a clue,
While "freedom" vanishes from sight.
Through endless films, they sell the lie—
A game where justice plays its part.
They flood our minds with empty cries,
So truth dissolves in filth and art.
This global scheme distorts the past,
Yet pushed too far, the tale unfolds:
Their “noble cop” is just a farce,
A clueless pawn the system molds.
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Greed and folly—what a fashion,
All foundations left to die.
Yet they pose with “mind” and passion—
Masked-up donkeys strutting by...
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Subspecies of Man
Could a sleeping god be hidden
Among fools? That can’t be so…
Man is split in kinds, yet most
Are but nothing, mere shadow.
Tyranny could never flourish
If the Light still had a say.
Were the masses not so hollow,
Chains would crumble in a day.
Few stay honest, few stay caring—
They’re a dying, fading kind.
And this truth, though bleak, unsparing,
CowID made it clear to find.
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