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Love scenes at the slave market

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i got a mental illness spirit towers fall in mess like news clippings from walls let the churches in flames a revenge since judas' claims history loops once more prey for the tragic kingdom fueled by adrenochrome demon's futures fool you the fourth reishstadt goes on gas chambers or twitters' stones cancel culture's not new angry clusters be blessed they're too few look how they're powerless lost in truth this world has changed within seconds, i was afraid, now i'm resigned give virus games, we'll just respond "we will not play against masterminds !" and again it starts...
2.
take me to heaven where pleasures fly high and dolls dance 'till cries eyes full of innocence and soon we'll get tight my toy, my candyness and dolls dance 'till cries shoot me once more than everything i have and used to get wild on board of cum and blood when angels drink clouds from my divine flood i used to get wild - simple, - complexe, - crime and, - murder could it be the apex ? could it be the top ? could it be the best ? could it be the most ? should it be a priest ? should it be the lord ? should it be the beast ? or should be just god ? so open up don't make me mad let me in i'll control him back shake it on and fear this so bad let lose it look, he doesn't care
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Eugenica 05:34
i found god in a microship and he made the man that i am i saw his quantic mercy ship carrying humanity's fate speaking about the selection the genetic protection gift for hybrid revolution the vaccine's elevation i found god in an Intel and i'll code his binary bible Jesus is trapped in a germshell shaped like corona spinal but the people medication worried about their extinction need next gen nutrition heading for posthuman solution may be some safe maybe you'll hate me for the good i can give you but believe me, i'm sure windows of future always show me the truth i paint the excel of cure in these needles
4.
the fear of face to foes your insecure the crush the fate the fever connected fur the five to one to two to three go ! [covering ground] aim your guns [pushing ahead] stand up for [heading out] we've got some [work to be done] spoting and [swipping] what's wrong from [right] targets slip [on the thin page] before they [gotcha !] so watch out, here they come their mental retrograde, binary floods look out here they walk it needs to fix their hate paternal's fault watch out, here they come refractory progress, cis toxic thoughts look out here they walk fight and express revenge our fists of love watch out look out remember how many times you've felt oppressed how many times you've felt aggressed how many times you've felt depressed how many times you've felt obsessed we'll bring this justice back
5.
Asmahan 05:52
play something i'll sing it along an angel thing a quiet song and in between sand passes by i need to chill 'cause it gambles hard on nile i've raised in nile l'll fall foes everywhere for every whores i'm a desert suicide girl barbiturics and diamond pearls rolling dices around my neck perfumes of war flavours of sex excite my voice drown the complexe you'll write hadiths to close my eyes to shut my lips to hold my fire shaitan always shows me his bless running too long this game of chess too fast to live enough to done so much to give and men to fuck dating the death since i was born now i accept what quran told i'm feeling peace this mess is fold no time to love too high to hate allah is great
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they're keeping minds with no soul triangle as identity pray for subversive values hallucinate a new family can see you them twitching ? the neons speak, the vortex above they need so bad to transe in witches work hard, simples need a shove the sound pushes them beyond the score believe to crush the system's door pouring the red light, tattoing gore noises open their glamourous sores sell'em some hate sell'em some violence sell'em some primal anger reward'em by fame princesses of the stone age all dream for lustful rock shows where big boys struggle in rage celebrate youth and rise the does witches work hard, simples need a shove
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en bas du ciel, rampant à même la poussière des bêtes marquées en jaune, toutes en quête de lumière sous des bannières Chanel et les yeux injectés d'écrans mendiant des miettes d'or pour agiter leur sang à droite du ciel, des troubadours hurlants leur râle appelé "art" se veut intermittent leur caste cherche des échos, aux fins fonds des hangars des médiums, magiciens ou simples disciples hagards et à gauche de ce ciel, vois les danses exotiques simulant le coït d'idéals domestiques devant on s'en branle, au propre comme au figuré, dedans on se fait mettre, pour ne pas dire "oublier" jusqu'en haut du ciel, ravagé par l'extase où l'on y joue à Dieu, l'humain n'étant que phase où l'on vend au prix fort, on achète, on se sert de tout ce petit monde, de cette faune, de cette merde terminons par le centre, ses caméras de toutes parts les langues y sont étrangères et se dressent en remparts des cris des singes savants venant apporter l'espoir un jour d'un paradis, au cœur du marché noir.

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Written during the first french quarantine,
Love scenes at the slave market is a paranoid and violent painting of the post-pandemic world.

"While conspirators are hunting conspiracy theorists, the hedoninst and anarchist elite is setting up means of control and
genetic selection to prevent overpopulation, through medias and science.
Sexual and racial communities coach their own militia while spy singer women from middle east seem to be as disturbing as deranged.
Artists obey to occult dogmas from the hands that feed them ; they're witches with extreme attitudes, spelling publics and egos.
Under this chaotic climate, the lowest classes are malleable, raised with pornography, crushed by thanshumanism and the machine.
Becoming beasts jailed in cage to be sold on the black market."

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released October 2, 2021

Written, produced and performed by François Dufeu

Mastering by Bruno Varea


Photography : Lis Araignée, Ivi Topp

Eisenower Logo : Ivi Topp

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EISENOWER Marseille, France

Une musique qui baigne dans une atmosphère oppressive proche de l'industrielle, à l'agressivité diffuse, aux mélodies parfois dissonantes.
Des morceaux qui sont un miroir déformant du monde, oscillant entre points de vue extrêmes et radicalement neutres.
Le tout scandé sur des rythmes mécaniques où s'entremêlent basses menaçantes, guitares acérées, synthétiseurs glaciaux et samples anachroniques.
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