Beasts’ Paradise
Where are giants? None remain,
Lost in time—what now remains?
Mindless herds to beasts are grain,
Feeding on their own decay.
Dumbed-down masses—watered lies,
Drenched in fear, they serve their stay.
Split the world, let terror rise—
......
Narrowed minds, obsessed with lies,
We've grown accustomed, no surprise.
With wicked falsehoods in our head,
In "consciousness" — mere Mirage instead.
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Overload of Filth and Trash
Through the world of fascist slime,
Hold your nose and walk on by.
Media wounds the soul each time,
Sending reason up to cry.
Don’t get caught — in this foul place
Nothing’s worth the fight or fuss.
Not a world — a cesspool space,
......
Overload of Filth and Trash
Through the world of fascist slime,
Hold your nose and walk on by.
Media wounds the soul each time,
Sending reason up to cry.
Don’t get caught — in this foul place
Nothing’s worth the fight or fuss.
Not a world — a cesspool space,
......
Narrowed minds, obsessed with lies,
We've grown accustomed, no surprise.
With wicked falsehoods in our head,
In "consciousness" — mere Mirage instead.
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......
Beasts’ Paradise
Where are giants? None remain,
Lost in time—what now remains?
Mindless herds to beasts are grain,
Feeding on their own decay.
Dumbed-down masses—watered lies,
Drenched in fear, they serve their stay.
Split the world, let terror rise—
......