ON THE DISFIGURATION OF MAN

FLESH TORN AND REASSEMBLED BY AGNOSTIC ALGORITHMS A FRANKENSTEIN OF ABYSSAL GREED A LEECH ON HUMAN CREATIVITY I FEAR NOT THE UPRISING OF SAPIENT MACHINES FOR THE APPRAISAL OF VACUITY AS INTELLIGENCE IS A FATE FAR MORE TERRIFYING AN AUTOMATON OF DECAYING FLESH MECHANIZED AVARICE, YOUR NEW GOD

FROM OUR HANDS, A BRIBE FROM THEIR HANDS, POLICY SPECIAL INTERESTS FOUNDED IN FALSE GOD'S GREEN THE GOD OF AVARICE, WE DEFILE THE DEITY OF EXPLOITATION, WE REFUTE WE SPIT UPON THY FALSE PROMISES OF SALVATION FOR WE SEE THE ARMED LEFT HAND

WORKING FINGERS TO BONE BLEEDING THE SELF DRY INTO A GILDED CHALICE WITH A PROMISE OF LASTING LIFE ENSURED TO RECEIVE TREATMENT OR SO WE THOUGHT IN TIME OF NEED, ASK FOR ONE SIP ONE BIT OF NOURISHING VITALITY ONE PIECE OF THE BLOOD SPILT ONLY TO HAVE IT DENIED IN FRONT OF YOU

ANOTHER NIGHT WITH A STIFF NECK CAN'T AFFORD THE COPAY HEATING A FROZEN MEAL MADE OF SHIT JUST GOTTA STAY ON THE GRIND SURE, I SOLD A FORTUNE'S WORTH OF GOODS BUT I SHOULD BE GRATEFUL FOR THE SCRAPS I EARNED AFTER ALL, THE BOSS TAKES THE RISK, RIGHT? THE ACHES AND PAINS THE PENNIES AND DIMES SHOULD ALL BE WORTH IT IN THE END IF I PLAY MY CARDS RIGHT ANOTHER DAY IN HIS LUXURY YACHT, SIPPING DRINKS WITH GOLD LEAF INSIDE VACUOUS GLUTTON, BARELY LIFTING A FINGER THE WAY IT WAS MEANT TO BE

MORE THAN 230 DEAD IN THE NAME OF THE PROFIT MARGIN TORN BY WINDS DROWNED BY RAIN FORCED TO LABOR THROUGH GRIEF AN ENDLESS DANCE TOWARDS OUR OWN DEMISE WHAT GOD DO WE PRAY TO? A GOD OF MERCY? OR A GOD OF EXPLOITATION? YES, INDEED - WE ARE DELUDED INTO CARVING FETISHES IN THE NAMES OF THOSE RESPONSIBLE

A BOOK BURNED, CRITICAL CARE LOST MORE BODIES FOR THE GROWING PILE MURDERING A WOMAN TO PROTECT A WOMAN A PALPABLE IRONY, IS IT NOT? MEANWHILE, THEY SEEK TO PLANT THEIR PARASITES IN THE WOMBS OF THOSE THEY SWORE TO GUARD DISALLOWING REMOVAL EVEN IF IT COSTS THEIR LIVES AT LEAST IT ISN'T YOU, RIGHT? WHY SHOULD YOU CARE IF SOMEONE DIES? AT LEAST IT ISN'T YOUR KID YOUR ABUSE BEAT THAT RIGHT OUT OF THEM SURE, YOU DROVE THEM TO SUICIDE BUT AT LEAST YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO FIND OUT YOUR DAUGHTER WAS A SON, OR YOUR SON A DAUGHTER YOUR COMFORT MATTERS THAT MUCH, AFTER ALL IF MY EXISTENCE IS A TRANSGRESSION UPON THE HOLY LIGHT THEN WHY WAS I CREATED AS I AM? I REFUSE TO ENSLAVE MYSELF TO A HATEFUL GOD I REJECT THE ORDER YOU'VE FORCED UPON ME IF MY EXISTENCE GIVES YOU DISCOMFORT THEN I WILL GLADLY PUSH THAT NEEDLE DEEPER INTO YOUR SKIN

WHEN WILL THE BLOODSHED CEASE? WHEN WILL IT BE ENOUGH? WHEN WILL YOU BE SATISFIED? WHEN WILL YOUR EXPANSION REACH ITS LIMIT? A RELENTLESS BOMBARDMENT ON THE CHILDREN OF GAZA AN UNCEASING TORRENT OF CORPSES AND RUBBLE A NEW FATHER, RECEIVING BIRTH CERTIFICATES IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWED BY THOSE OF DEATH SOLDIERS DANCING UPON THE GRAVES OF INFANTS CHEERING FOR GRIEVOUS SLAUGHTER WOULD THAT I COULD BELIEVE THESE THE ACTS OF MONSTERS NO, THESE ARE THE ACTS OF MAN

ANOTHER DAY SPENT IN PARADISE FEEDING LIKE RATS IN THE GUTTER TAKE WHAT SHELTER AND SCRAPS YOU CAN BEFORE YOU'RE BRUTALIZED AGAIN THE DREAM, THE FANTASY PREACHED UPON US BY VAIN ROACHES A FALSE PROMISE BY FALSE GODS AT LEAST IT'S NOT THEM IN POVERTY AT LEAST IT'S NOT THEIR CHILDREN STARVING AT LEAST IT DOESN'T WEIGH ON THEIR CONSCIENCE SENT TO WAR, ONLY TO FIGHT FOR LIFE AT HOME ADDICTIVE POISON FED TO YOUR COMMUNITY NO MATTER THE CAUSE, ONE CONSTANT REMAINS THE NUMBER OF BODIES ON THE STREETSIDE GROWS MORE BY THE DAY OUR TANGLED TAILS BIND US IN DEATH AN OMEN, A CURSE UPON THEM

YOU SWARM LIKE FLIES BUZZING IN SHIT CROWN YOUR FALSE KING CHILD MURDERER APPOINTING VAPID DETAIL OF GARBAGE FALSE AUTHORITY NEVERTHELESS DAMNING HE WHO WOULD PRAY TO THE FALSE GOD AGAINST HIS FELLOW MAN IS HIMSELF FORFEIT DENY THE ANGEL OF DEATH DEFEND THE DOWNTRODDEN DEPOSE THE FALSE GODS AVE SATANA, REGE SATANA

AS THEIR GOD LOOKED DOWN SMILING AT THE ENDLESS SLAUGHTER I PRAYED TO A DARKER ONE A GOD OF VENGEANCE A GOD OF MERCILESS DESPAIR UPON THE DISPITEOUS

CUT OUT THEIR TONGUES REMOVE THEIR LIMBS FEED THEM BROKEN TEETH AND FLAY THEM ALIVE FOR THOSE WHO WISH DEATH UPON OTHERS SHALL RECEIVE VENGEANCE SIXFOLD WE SHALL HEAR THE SEVERING OF THEIR HEADS AND REJOICE

SO FALLS THE AXE, SO FALLS THE WORLD WE BRING FORTH A GRAND DISFIGURATION OF MAN AS THE IMAGE OF GOD WE REJECT THE ORDER OF CREATION, WE HERALD THE AGE OF SIN AS ABOVE BLOOD SHALL RAIN FROM THE HEAVENS WE WILL BEHEAD THEM AND FEAST ON THEIR ENTRAILS SO BELOW THE RATS MAY ONCE MORE LIVE FUELED BY SACRED VISCERA FUELED BY VITAL ICHOR THE GOD OF CAPITAL SHALL FALL THE CULT OF SUPREMACY, DESTROYED THE FALSE HIERARCHIES OF MAN, UNMADE IN NOMINE MATRIS, ET FILIE, ET SPIRITUS PROFANI