The RecapitulationWhat am I to do? For violating your post-humanism And fetishes of sinfulness Escape Escape Tied and bound To a sinking ship I was waiting for the return Of your salvage ship As I knocked off And drank myself To the recapitulation Of everything Narcissist in training Nihilist in purpose Standing in front of a train Reaching for God But “God is dead” And I killed him for you And my deepest sympathies For your violations upon my heart Upon my soul Am I the doormat in your house? In your mind, am I nothing?The Recapitulation
Raise the GallowsWalk towards Your gods Sullen and cynical Sunken eyes Swallow hope As we all raise the gallows Of despair And degradation Rape the fields Of ElysiumRaise the Gallows
And call forth horsemen Of the Coming Age For as we raise the gallows We live no more
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Well, not in kyrgyzstan anymore.
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
Hope to see some stuff from you.
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I'm Blue Smurf --> ~ --white-daeya--
Writer for Interpret
"Everytime you plant a tree, God masturbates and its my turn to kill a kitten." - E.H.
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