Ancst
Abolitionist
1. Vicious Cycle
rise and shine, obliged to obedience, you walk in the crowd like it was nothing. make your votes and play your role, the role of your life. you can't trick me, it feels wrong, all this routine, it makes you sick. another coffee, some words of comfort, this life insults you. all the money in the world won't buy you dignity, won't buy you happiness. day after day, the same old story, trapped in your loop, a vicious cycle. when will you end? when will you break the circle? no more empty words, no more serfdom. when will you see that there is more behind the curtains than 9 to 5 and pizza and TV? just so you know, there is more to life and to this world than this. just so you know, they can't force you into their grid. are you satisfied? is this what you aimed for? everyday living in hell. ruled by depression, the pressure to succeed, all you know is the daily grind. rise and shine, obliged to obedience, you walk in the crowd like it was nothing. another coffee, some words of comfort, this life insults you.
2. Self-cleansing
shadows of remembrance, it's all coming back, vivid memories of my leap into the abyss. once separated, I feel your hand in mine, the darkness is creeping back into my spine. I once was lost inside your maze, driven only by self-hatred. the world to come, this empty gaze will become my baptism. beyond myself, your purgatory is all I have ever known. I despise myself for not being good enough, everything I own is grief and infuriation. fear is all I know, it controls every day, no matter what I do, I will fail and be robbed of everything that I love. this existence prevails with brutality. everything that I know is a farce. Life in itself (is) meaningless. illuminate me with your ease when I tumble towards the end. my own ambitions led astray, this subsistence - a fucking compromise. from time to time you glance at me from the bottom of the pit I threw you in. I rot inside this decaying husk, trapped with you, trapped with me. I once was free from your reign, purified and uncursed. bound to your wrath by this promise, I die again time and time again.
3. Fallen Archetype
so proud of your useless heritage, hand on heart, your birth means nothing. so narcissistic, unsophisticated, you dwell in ethnic and hateful fantasies. you insist on your privilege, small minded and outdated, doomed to your nemesis. racial pure, you think in terms of yesterdays. you're unteachable white western scum. you demand freedom of speech for your twisted and phony ideas. all that is wrong in this festering world is somehow connected to people like you. fearful deceiver, you are mangled by your short-sightedness. servant of hostility, your world slowly crumbles and will hit the ground. life means nothing to you, dead inside, rusted and futile. betrayed by your mentors, your life reigned by phobias. the archetype, a pure-blooded human, a phantasm, an obsolete chimera. you're the scourge of humanity, misguided and endangered, you will soon to be extinct.
4. Degradation & Subordination
self-exploitation gifted to us. structural violence, all eyes kept shut. the breaking wheel, timeless void, cursed to endure, your idea of living. waiting in line for the end of uselessness, waiting to be denied the right for self-determination. bow down and beg for a purpose, bound in chains, obedient to the end. witness the demise of freedom, watch us accept the fate of modern slavery. on your knees, still smiling, you have given in. I am the architect of my own fortune, all I have to offer is the value of my time. no chance to live self-paced and free of your torment, I do not bend my knee to your heresy. waiting in line for the end of uselessness, waiting to be denied the right for self-determination. the notion that we are free, their life insurance, their weapon. bred to serve them.
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