beyond/your sun/beyond/mundane fate
bind the mass repression/broken teeth on/bur
trained perversion
on whose back we ride
peace through misery
gibbous hunchback
Concentrate Living
The pigs downtown live in the thick thicket
If I
All must change
It all must change
Owned but concealed
Coma, tunnel vision
Unde
rise, haden like the hollows that stretch through time
empty forms,
seasons pass by the shells/of the names unknown /silent a
I, I'm the on little me
Summer any day
You were never
Awake
From the years of repressions
I am...re...
Arise!
Open the casket
I am reb
I'm not going to die
I'm not going to die
Going to
using your hands to murder
to fasten minds/that feel no mercy
and
spokes of the merciful forms are no more
whose force is
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