1. |
Conspiracy watchers
05:25
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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...
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2. |
Lolita express
04:46
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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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3. |
Eugenica
05:34
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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
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4. |
Gender police
04:58
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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
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5. |
Asmahan
05:52
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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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6. |
Grand goetic show
04:56
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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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7. |
Secundum scripturas
02:09
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8. |
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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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