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Gesang.XXIII – by G.K.

These venomous atmospheres, they are our daily bread,

Inhaling poisonous vapors of sun-bleached bone,

And the powdery smog of stench-clutched day, we walk

Among these traitorous snake-skins upon two legs,

the ambulant human beast!

Now shed them all, shed this mockery of life,

Draw your blades and be free once more,

Be free for once and all…

Sieg Heil !

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2 responses to “Gesang.XXIII

  • delendaestziobot

    We fought for the no side, we fought for life/
    Hell is a box for broken letters,
    worn as a shoe is worn.
    Cathedral of printing,
    A company with a devil apprentice,
    Carthusians from Cologne,
    Spermjacked for State drops,
    Sheep or Lamb, killed through the side,
    Occulas Eye, only Lies… Only Eyes…
    I know…
    How to Rhyme…
    It aint no dream of the machine…Illusion…
    Symbolic signs of a regular,
    who tends this stupid Garden
    and nothing more.

  • delendaestziobot

    Gut Heil
    Geistland Erwache !
    Zum TotenReich!

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