43 poems

To the Burrows!

To the burrows, to the burrows, to the burrows! —
Be silent, obey, and lie,
Listen to the leaders — and soon tomorrow…
You’ll expand your hole… too bad, oh my.

You must spit on Soul and Conscience,
On Reason, Honor — tools of lies,
And worship the zombie-box’s nonsense,
Where every “news” is fed by spies.

Countless schemes the bastards prepare
To make the stink grow thick and deep.
Speak out — the fiends will catch you there:
Your head will pay, no time to sleep.

The bad is for chewing only:
Jaws are all that really matter.
The time will come to gut and bone fully
All the hamsters of this scattered clatter,

When they listen to leaders not
With joy, but just to stay alive.
Not all can be devoured on the spot —
Pickling helps the meat survive.

CowID brought tests in their wake —
The hamster here acts just like one:
He knows his burrow — the safe place to take,
Where nonsense on junk is never done.

War is here. Hunger’s soon to come —
The hamster endures it all, heads down.
To the burrows, to the burrows, to the burrows!
And in that hole, await your own crown…

Your turn to be gutted — the skins
Are needed by fiends far and wide.
Those who resist are foolish twins:
A shame for burrow and “nation” allied.



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1. Burrowed Down
To the burrows, silent and blind,
Await your turn — the fiends will find.

2. Hamster’s Fate
Obey, endure, and chew the lies,
Or lose your head before your eyes.

3. The Turn
Hunger comes, the jaws prepare,
Your burrow hides — but beware.

4. Fiends’ Feast
All skins are needed, none survive,
The foolish ones will not stay alive.



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A Big Gap Instead of Nominal Rights

“Human rights”…
But THERE ARE NONE —
A gaping hole.
The seam is lies.
Nothing real — just slavery.

They hide it under “-ism,”
While tyrants breed beasts,
Familiar fascism:
“The New F;hrer” guilty, at least.

In the shadows, the puppeteer
Draws patterns on the skin,
While the rabble (once humans) here
Becomes mere food for sin —
“Gavvah” served with tea.

They pile events at random,
Call it chance,
Lost in dementia’s fathom,
The world’s just a meaningless dance.



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1. Rights Gap
“Human rights” — a hollow claim,
A gaping seam, the tyrant’s game.

2. Shadow Puppets
Puppets dance while beasts feed free,
Chance rules the world — no liberty.

3. Lies as Seam
The seam is lies, the soul enslaved,
The rabble gulps what tyrants paved.

4. New F;hrer
Blame the new F;hrer, yet behind,
The puppet-master scripts mankind.



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New Season of the Old Series

“Back to the nineteenth century” —
A sketch show launched in Transnistria.
But… “The human matters most!” they decree —
The beasts lie bolder, fiercer hysteria.

No light, no hot water, no warmth to feel,
Yet “freedoms” shine on the screen.
Soon come “elections”: the goat to seal
A flock of sheep corralled and seen.

He’ll build the herd, then lead it straight
To the stone age, multiplying trims.
The bald sheep will find its fate,
A pasture where they’ll be destroyed on whims.



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1. Sheep’s Return
Back to the stone age, flock in line,
Bald sheep await the tyrant’s sign.

2. Screen Lies
No warmth, no light, yet freedoms gleam,
A puppet show — the flock will scheme.

3. Goat in Charge
Elections fake, the goat takes lead,
Sheep march blind, their fate decreed.

4. Pasture of Doom
Bald sheep wander to the slaughter,
Old series reruns, chaos after.



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The Silence and Corruption Offer

The devil’s master at the deal:
Rewiring minds, remaking steel.
If the contract touches soul, beware —
You’ll lose yourself, become his snare.

A servant of Hell, a neighbor’s plague,
Yet contracts none — only silence vague.
Corruption speeds without a hitch,
Cursed questions left in ditch.

Few demand these queries dire,
While words pour out like endless fire.
The world drowns in the verbal mess,
Corruption hailed as utmost success.

Otherwise, beneath the Stop you stand,
And Hell will take you by the hand.



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1. Devil’s Deal
Sign with silence, sell your soul,
Become Hell’s servant, lose all control.

2. Corruption Speed
Hitchless, cursed, the questions fly,
Corruption reigns while souls comply.

3. Verbal Flood
The world drowns in endless speech,
Corruption hailed as highest reach.

4. Beneath the Stop
Ignore the pact, the price is pain —
Hell grabs your hand, there’s no refrain.



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Black Cat in the Dark Room

"It is hard to find a black cat in a dark room… especially if it isn’t there!"
— Confucius


A black cat lurks in the darkened room
If you remove the FILTERS from perception.
“No!” — they boldly insist, the loom
Of lies imposing false conception.

Dangerous indeed — with the System of Slavery,
All ends in ruin. What is a Human?
A black cat in the dark room, you see,
If Spirit leads as alpha, mind drifts as omega.



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1. Hidden Truth
A black cat waits where darkness reigns,
Remove the filters — break the chains.

2. Spirit Alpha
In the dark room, cat unseen,
Spirit leads where mind has been.

3. Dangerous Lies
“No!” they shout, imposing false,
Yet truth hides in the black cat’s pause.

4. Human Question
What is a Human, if not aware?
Alpha Spirit moves through darkness bare.



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School of Pseudo-Life

A school of miseries,
Headquarters of sadism:
Soul torn to pieces,
Mind lost in cretinism.

Submission — the top priority,
Fear and gullibility reign;
In minds, nonsense takes authority,
A swamp where reason’s slain.

So deep that healing takes long,
They craft the false, the faked,
To suit a lying world so wrong,
In decadence, all chances are slaked.

Fear, like an axe, cuts through
Every shot at recovery;
Decay itself rules all you do —
Doomed to vanish under mockery.



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1. Academy of Lies
Soul torn apart, mind enslaved,
Fear rules all, the weak depraved.

2. False Lessons
Nonsense taught, decay prescribed,
Hope and reason swiftly bribed.

3. Axe of Fear
Fear swings like an axe so keen,
Cuts all chances, leaves none seen.

4. Vanishing Class
In this school, all light is banned,
Decay and mockery hand in hand.



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Predictor-Corrector

A vile inhuman plans our chains,
Forward, with many tiny steps.
She slowly spreads debauchery stains —
New types of horror, new concepts.

A simple example — the frog,
Slowly boiling, unaware,
Till death claims it like a log,
While humans soon become mere fare.

The inhuman plans for centuries,
Offering choice within wild lies.
All miseries crafted artificially,
All mirages meticulously devised.

If one deceit is seen through,
Another lies in swift array.
Thus the herd can be corrected too —
As long as falsehoods multiply each day.

From pen to pen the herd is driven,
Thinking they follow the chief goat’s call.
The ruling fiend wants it all forgiven —
“Fools rule the goats,” she boasts to all.

All main goals remain hidden tight —
Eternal slavery, minds debased.
The fools see only surface blight
In the sea of vile lies embraced.

The fools are busy producing shit,
Calling empty labor “work.”
They don’t know they’re fleas to it,
Crushed to powder at the master’s perk.

For the remnants of humans left today
Communities must be built and raised.
Cast off fear, pain, exhaustion —
Survive the wild lies, don’t be erased.

Systems of exchange will also be required,
Replacing coins in their design.
The ISKR program as money inspired,
A tool to save all your efforts, by line.



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1. Herd Control
Deceit multiplies, the herd obeys,
Fools follow goats through endless maze.

2. Boiling Frog
Slowly boiled, unaware,
Humans soon will feed the snare.

3. Fleas of the Fiend
Busy making shit, they toil,
Unaware they’re fleas on spoil.

4. Hidden Chains
Eternal slavery, minds debased,
The fiend smiles while all is traced.



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Hunt on Humans

A hunt is on for human souls —
Like in the wildest jungle’s maw.
No more excuses, no more holes —
You’re on the coals; you feel the claw.

They sear your brain — from malice, not from boredom,
The final fight is loudly sworn.
These cursed dogs have crossed all borders,
Their patience dead; new horrors born.

If you endure, then you’re a beast,
Deserving only of the gallows.
Now you are ranked with that vile feast,
The scum who raise the slaughter’s bellows,

Who practice genocide with rotten lies,
Who mark each fate for later doom.
For now they build the ghettos, rise
Their walls — a slow, prepared tomb.

Mad world in shambles, reeking, bent,
From cruelties this scum performs:
They wield the sword, they weave the bent
Of lies that rage like storming storms.

God’s freedom’s link is cut and broken —
Icons of Satan stand revealed:
Those people sold their Judge for token,
Exchanged the holy for the field.

There will be Judgment, there will be the Fall.
Tremble, Judas — fear and dread!
The thread of patience snapped for all —
A heap of corpses soon will spread.

The earth will choke on bodies stacked
As final tally of this wrath.
That fetid brood — their lairs attacked —
Shall be unmade along the path.

They’ve long enslaved the human throng,
With iron will and poisoned breath.
The Devils hold their endless song —
Tonight’s their last obscene-mouth feast.



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1. Hunt Begins
The hunt is on, the fiends at play,
Humans burn upon the fray.

2. Judas Trembles
Patience snapped — the corpses rise,
Judgment falls before your eyes.

3. Scum’s Feast
Devils feast, the enslaved moan,
Earth will choke on all they’ve sown.

4. Final Fall
The vile hold the human throng,
But the last night won’t be long.



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Puppet Regimes

Only puppet regimes exist
Everywhere, in this world so vile.
They bend with ease under any twist,
Bound by a secret, hidden guile.

Example — the world wars staged:
One director pulls the strings.
And nations there, so long outraged,
Follow the tyrant, the hangman, the king.

These sold-out fiends serve Satan’s hand,
They’ve ruined all, left no land free.
Only facades now mark the sand,
Behind them lies genocide’s decree.

The foolish masses fell for the snare,
Enslaved by chains that doom their breath.
The “sheep-virus” proves it there,
When flunkies spread the trap of death.

This trap is called “freedom” — they’ll say,
Freedom to march straight to the kill.
Later “history” will call it play,
With “diseases” to crown the final thrill.

And after that, only mutants remain
To fill this insane, degenerate sphere —
Mindless drones, fascist idols reign,
A world where reason disappears.

Only the mobilization of all strength
Can rescue humankind in time.
Good globalization at full length,
ISKR programs will break the Night’s grime.

All tools we need for this fight
Are already waiting to be used.
Don’t miss the moment, seize the right,
On ruins of the “country” abused.



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1. Puppet Rule
Puppets pull, the masses bow,
World enslaved, the tyrants plough.

2. Sheep-Virus
Sheep march blind to slaughter’s call,
Mutants rise when humans fall.

3. Facade of Lies
Only facades remain to see,
Behind — genocide’s decree.

4. ISKR Awakening
Mobilize the strength of all,
ISKR breaks the Night’s dark thrall.



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The Last Fight

For many years they’ve plundered home,
A wasted land — its coin runs thin.
Dullness spread, and lies now roam,
A mighty war of falsehoods wins.

So many Judas-sells have grown,
The foe’s not needed — scum will slay.
The remnants ache — alone, unknown;
All ties to kin have cleaved away.

Our efforts vain, our striving moot —
Black fascism hangs over the place.
No pleas now justify the brute —
A sinner lives if yet he’s safe.

There’re few effective ways to strike
This filthy brood; few seek the path.
They whine and pray for God alike —
That route leads straight to death’s grim wrath.

Strength sapped, health ruined — nothing spared:
Genocide’s deep scars are seen.
Poisoned air, a world impaired —
No shores remain in this sea of mean.

The vile inhuman scripts these ills,
Lucifer flesh-bound writes the play.
Don’t wait for quick triumphant thrills —
Embodied Hell blocks every way.

To double strength will be a chore —
Our ranks close slow, with ragged men.
If we don’t bind, Hell stays ashore,
And cursed bondage rules again.

Throw every last ounce to the fray —
This final, ultimate fight to win.
If we stay fractured, none will say
Later who dragged the fiends within.

We’ll drag the generations down,
No child’s laughter left to hear.
Demons will kneel and claim the crown —
A final triumph born of fear.

Don’t wait — already it’s too late:
The camp admits at entrance only.
All dark — not merely dire, but fate —
The last turn’s passed; the road is lonely.

So let us join! Strike down the scum!
Sweep fascism with a filthy broom.
Fortify your spirit, bind the sum —
March on to our last decisive doom!



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School of Judas

The Judas breed has its own super-school —
Called slavish “Life,” a cruel design.
Even poison shots are no trouble, no rule,
No pang of conscience to mark the line.

For conscience here falls off the path,
And fools serve fascism with zeal so cheap.
Betrayal itself becomes the craft,
And payment comes for sowing sleep.

If in this school you breed a fool,
Or forge forgetfulness with lies,
The journalists are honored, the tool
That churns betrayal before our eyes.

All fascist clerks obey commands
With zeal so grim it chills the bone.
The cops today are worse than bands
Of plague — they’ll show the camp’s full tone.

The healers now work in this trade —
Killing “patients” better than war.
Even a cold in a healthy body
Can be fatal — nightmares aren’t folklore.

Dreams hold little honor today —
For nightmares live in plain daylight.
You’ll drown within this cursed clay,
While Judas buries you from sight.

Necrophilia is prized, it seems —
A balm for Judas in this rot.
And nothing’s more foul than these regimes,
Where humans are but cattle, not.

The human remnants now remain,
Alone they’ll die, one by one,
Unless together they rise in strain
Against the neo-fascists on the run.

Only communities and ISKR can save,
Autonomous life beyond all walls.
They’ll halt this corruption, fierce and grave —
A path for all, not for the few who crawl.



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Judas’ School

Fools serve fascism, hearts gone cold,
Betrayal taught, the young made sold.
Only ISKR lights the way,
To break the rot and end the sway.



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1. Rotten Lessons
Judas teaches, fools obey,
Truth decays, the soul betrayed.
Only rise, the spark ignite,
Fight the dark, reclaim the light.

2. School of Betrayal
Poisoned lessons, hearts enslaved,
The weak are molded, the meek enslaved.
Stand as one, defy the lies,
Break the chains before hope dies.

3. Neo-Fascist Class
Fools march blind, betrayal’s seed,
Necropsy minds fulfill the creed.
Communities and ISKR fight,
To end the rot and claim the right.



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Strike the Judas School!

Burn the lies, ignite the spark — reclaim the dark!



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1.
Rise, resist, the Judas fall —
Strike the rot, reclaim us all!

2.
No more fools to fascist chains —
Shatter lies, break all the reins!

3.
Betrayal taught, but not today —
ISKR flames will light the way!



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1.
Fools obey, the Judas teach —
We strike back, beyond their reach!

2.
Chains of lies, deceit and scorn —
ISKR rises, Hell’s undone!

3.
No more slaves, no more deceit —
Burn the rot beneath their feet!



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Diogenes’ Barrel

Diogenes was happy in his barrel —
He could have wandered through the wood.
You, though, perish at the peril
Where fascism rises as it would.

When from your hole you step outside,
The “apartment” that you call,
You’ll see just fools, nowhere to hide —
Though you still hope for minds at all.

The fools are stirred by global fights,
A “world war” fantasy renewed.
They waste their strength on silent slights,
On calm self-murder, unavowed.

They take the shots of poison, slow,
That in due course will kill for sure.
They serve the fascist filth below,
A coup arranged, grotesque and pure.

Neo-fascism rules all now,
Like head doctor in a madhouse vast.
And you won’t be left alone, somehow —
Poisons drip secretly, to last.

It’s called disinfection, see.
And chemtrails haunt the sky as well.
Your health will pay the penalty —
Don’t plan your “life” for years to dwell.

Yet life it isn’t, just oblivion
In hellish realms where you’re the mark.
For mind and spirit’s annihilation
Runs rampant, while all else is dark.

The stupor of the zombie box prevails —
Lies pour without a single bound.
Fascism slaughters fools and frails,
And those who will not bow to ground.

But scum rage in vain and loud —
The Sun will soon burn out this Hell.
All fascist vermin face the shroud —
Nature deals them final knell.



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Diogenes’ Barrel

Fools are poisoned, fascists reign,
But Sun will burn the Devil’s chain!



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1.
Barrel hides the wise from hell,
Fools burn under fascist spell.

2.
Poisoned world, the fools obey,
Sun will scorch the rot away.

3.
Fascists scheme and fools comply,
But Nature’s wrath will purify.



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1.
Fools serve fascists, poisoned blind —
Sun will scorch their wretched kind!

2.
Barrels hold the wise, not fools,
Fascist lies will break like rules!

3.
Poisons rain, the vermin reign —
Nature strikes, they burn in pain!



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The Dream

I dreamed a dream: returned at last
From long and brutal war endured.
But waking, mad and broken, fast,
I saw — the land I knew’s obscured.

No people left — just fools around,
Shame lost, and honor gone astray.
All strength of men lies on the ground,
The last of souls — in foul decay.

A scum of monsters takes their toll
On remnants of the white-born race.
They crush all life with iron hold,
Our final battle lost, disgraced.

Everywhere a camp is built,
A global order, dark and grim.
On genocide’s black flag is spilt
A single cross o’er lifeless limb.

That crimson cross replaces swastikas,
Tons of lies replace the bombs.
Betrayal’s work spreads everywhere,
Silent murder with no alarms.

Fascism speeds the mass demise,
For it sees the Sun grow stronger still.
To close your eyes is no disguise —
Only fools remain, stump-brained and nil.

Underground cities have been made,
Yet none for stupid, slavish throngs.
Their veins will taste the poisoned blade —
One tool of genocide prolongs.

So will this be a swift victory!
May in the catacombs the monsters rot.
Those fiends shall vanish utterly —
No tanks, no shells, no bombs are sought.

Hold firm your Spirit, bow to none,
You’ll rise in Spirit after pain.
If living ties with God stay spun,
You’ll see His trace, and hope remain.



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The Dream — Strike!

Fools and fiends crush all the land,
But Sun will rise — and justice stand!



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1.
The last of men lie slain and weak,
But Spirit rises — vengeance speaks!

2.
Fools rule now, their lies unrolled,
Yet Sun will burn their wretched hold!

3.
Monsters feast, the world decayed,
But Justice comes, their crimes repaid!



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1.
Monsters rule — the fools obey!
Sun will rise, they burn, they pay!

2.
Fascist scum, your time is done!
Spirit strikes — the fight’s begun!

3.
All your lies, all your hate,
Will be crushed — it’s not too late!



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The Rational Race

The world of consciousness is measured by races —
their “quantum unit” of all spaces.

A rational race is unity itself,
And stands as one even before the foe.
The wise cannot endure lawless stealth,
The spirit cannot bow where chains still grow.

Above all else, the rational prize
The collective mind — life’s steadfast wall.
Man now is but a mad slave in disguise,
One step from nothingness, ready to fall.

And if you’re trapped in the ego’s cocoon,
Thinking only of yourself each day,
Then fate will strike you harshly, soon —
Submission to bitterness will be your way.

This fate is forged by inhuman hands,
A scum united, constant, ever near.
Degradation spins in repeating strands,
And slavery stretches centuries, not mere years.

We all are spirits flawed, degraded,
For tolerating all this vile disgrace.
Yet soon we’ll swarm like flies pervaded,
Such is the doom set for the human race.

A global leper’s house has been made,
Where plague is gone, but idiocy reigns.
The sea of woes stretches without shade,
While fascism grips with iron chains.

Salvation would lie in another breed,
One raised anew among mankind.
Yet all efforts here fail to succeed —
Devils dictate, and we’re confined.

The earth will soon be freed from decay,
Slaves and masters alike erased.
Then the cycle may repeat one day,
But never again with super-slaves debased.



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Rational minds will rise as one,
No chains, no lies, no devil’s fun!
Slaves and scum will face the Sun —
The age of tyranny is done!

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No more fools to feed the scum,
No more masters — they’re undone!
Earth will purge, the dawn will come —
The Rational Race stands strong!

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Ego crumbles, lies expire,
Slavery dies in righteous fire!
The Rational Race will never tire —
Strike the devils, raise the pyre!



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Rational minds will burn the lies,
Slaves and devils meet their demise!

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Chains will break, the scum will fall,
Rational Race will conquer all!

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Ego dies, and lies will burn,
From tyranny, the world will turn!

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Slaves no more, the devils flee,
Reason reigns eternally!

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Smash the chains, burn the vile,
Rational Race strikes back in style!

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Devils fall, slaves scream in vain,
Reason rages, breaks the chain!

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Crush the filth, ignite the light,
Rational minds will win the fight!

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Raze the filth, scorch the lies,
Reason’s fury will arise!

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Tear the tyrants from their throne,
Rational Race will seize the known!

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Smash the scum, ignite the fight,
Mind and Spirit claim the right!

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Devils crumble, lies decay,
Rational Race will have its day!

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Chains of filth we shred and burn,
All false tyrants meet their turn!

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Scum and traitors fall to dust,
Reason strikes, in Spirit we trust!

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Fools and demons, hear our roar,
Rational minds will rule once more!

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Crush the tyrants, burn their lies,
Rational fury rends the skies!

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Scum shall fall beneath our might,
Mind and Spirit strike the night!

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Chains of evil torn apart,
Rational Race ignites the heart!

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Demons scatter, traitors scream,
Reason reigns — our final gleam!



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Smash lies!
Crush scum!
Rise, Mind!
Strike, Spirit!

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Burn tyrants!
Rend chains!
Power Reason!
Crush Fate!

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Fall, demons!
Shatter fools!
Ignite thought!
Rule truth!

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No mercy!
Strike hard!
Mind wins!
Spirit reigns!



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Smash!
Crush!
Rise!
Strike!

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Burn!
Rend!
Ignite!
Rule!

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Fall!
Shatter!
Power!
Truth!

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No!
Kill!
Think!
Fight!



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Strike!
Crush!
Burn!
Shatter!
Rise!
Smash!
Ignite!
Rend!
Fight!
Break!
Rule!
Dominate!



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Strike!
Crush!
Burn!
Shatter!
Rise!
Smash!
Ignite!
Rend!
Fight!
Break!
Rule!
Dominate!
Charge!
Crush!
Annihilate!
Conquer!



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Strike!
Crush!
Burn!
Shatter!
Rise!
Smash!
Ignite!
Rend!
Fight!
Break!
Dominate!
Charge!
Annihilate!
Overwhelm!
Conquer!
Storm!
Crush!
Raze!
Destroy!
Unleash!
Strike!
Crush!
Burn!
Shatter!
Rise!
Smash!
Ignite!
Rend!
Fight!
Break!
Dominate!
Conquer!



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Strike! —
Crush! —
Burn! —
Shatter!

Rise! —
Smash! —
Ignite! —
Rend!

Fight! —
Break! —
Dominate! —
Charge!

Annihilate! —
Overwhelm! —
Conquer! —
Storm!

Crush! —
Raze! —
Destroy! —
Unleash!

Strike! —
Burn! —
Shatter! —
Rise!

Smash! —
Ignite! —
Rend! —
Fight!

Break! —
Dominate! —
Conquer!



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Strike!
Crush!
Burn!
Shatter!
Rise!
Smash!
Ignite!
Rend!
Fight!
Break!
Dominate!
Charge!
Annihilate!
Overwhelm!
Conquer!
Storm!