93 poems

Choice Between Lies

The herd is handed “choice” — a hollow trick:
One brazen, all-consuming lie to pick,
Or some deranged, absurd and twisted fraud —
Just other masks of the same rotten god.

A choice between predatory market reign,
Where fools call “democracy” their gain,
Or bogus “social order,” cold and tight,
Where lone dissent is crushed out of sight.

A swap: one traitor traded for the next,
Both fed from one same trough, by one hand flexed;
Replace the dull with one more dumbly crowned,
A “leader” blind — by blinded masses found.

He rules no thing — a puppet, void and slack,
Just parrots lines his masters feed his back;
A filthy script shoved down his throat to spew —
Word-poison brewed to stupefy the crew.

In “culture” too, the choice is just as grim:
One shaking fool looks just the same as him;
And drunken imbeciles alone will cheer,
Mumbling their thanks no sober mind can hear.

A vile defiler, splashing paint in vain —
Not worth the cost of pigment or the frame;
Not worth the canvas — only fit for flame —
Yet crowned by fools and worshipped into fame.

But soon another hack will take the stage,
Declared a “genius” of the newborn age;
And fools again are granted “choice” to make —
Between two branded frauds, for blindness’ sake.

The filters choke — distort, degrade, confine,
So every option rots along the line;
This “choice” feeds minds of fools, a toxic broth —
The final form of soft, imposed ethos.

Fake plagues devised by fascist, cunning schemes —
The final spiral down through broken dreams;
A “virus for the herd,” a crafted fright —
To end even this illusion of a choice.



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No choice — just lies in different skins,
A rigged-up game where no one wins.
Pick your fraud — obey, comply —
Two roads that both are built on lie.



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The Thinker

If you are a thinker —
Born to see things through —
Then every “teacher”
Will only banish you.

He tyrannizes minds
With lies both crude and sly;
It wounds far worse than chains,
Than prison, beggar’s cry.

You cannot stomach lies —
You sense them in your sleep;
This calling lives in you,
Runs buried far and deep.

You’ve long since understood:
Creation stands alone —
Against the world’s decay,
It keeps you from the zone

Where all sink down as one,
Where mind and spirit rot;
Like phoenix, you return —
That is the binding law,

The law that governs those
Still human in this place,
Who in this wretched madhouse
Bear thought, not hollow face.

For only ideas
Still carry any weight;
You dropped all vain pursuits —
That mix of pride and hate.

You are your harshest judge,
Your executioner;
No whining weakling you —
A bitter jester, sure.

For laughter is the last
Defense that still remains
Amid the fools’ asylum,
To keep you out of chains —

The chains of mind and flesh
This world would gladly cast;
To think with fearless edge
Is how you truly last.

And courage at its peak
Is finally to see:
A world so eaten through
Must cease entirely.



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Think — or be ruled by lies and fear.
Laugh — or the chains will lock you here.
See through the rot, don’t play your part —
Burn down the world that rots the heart.



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Intuition

Trust intuition — that alone;
Let all traditions choke and groan;
Recheck it all, defy the mold —
Most “truths” are lies already sold.

It is the only saving thread
Inside this madhouse of the dead,
Where rot through lies is far more sly
Than chains that clamp and terrify.

Clear inner vision is the blade
That cuts the blinders tightly laid;
Only direct and naked sight
Can lead you out into the light.

While brainless screens keep pouring dread,
And poison streams by wires are spread;
The net is bought, the voices bent —
A rigged and filtered firmament.

Yet pure light of conscious flame
Still burns beyond this choking game;
A guiding line through choking night —
To keep you living, sane, and bright.

So you won’t rot among the base,
That faceless, rootless, crawling race;
Where all you see is slow decay —
Corruption dressed as grand display.

This pit of shame, of rot, of lies,
Of quiet wars and masked demise —
It lies before you, vast and wide,
No refuge left, no place to hide.

The mind alone will lose the track
Inside this reeking, choking black;
Prepare yourself — the clash is near:
Tear down this Sodom without fear.

No time to stall, no time to wait —
The cure demands a ruthless state:
For only fire, fierce and stark,
Can cleanse this rotting, crawling dark.



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Trust your core — not what they sell.
Truth cuts through their scripted hell.
Burn the rot, don’t play along —
Intuition makes you strong.



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Pavliks and Gavriks

Pavliks are everywhere —
At every time, each place;
Without a clear-eyed stare
You won’t survive this race.

A swarm of mindless scum,
All ready to betray,
They tear where things are weak —
No mercy in their way.

They don’t just sell their kin —
They’d auction off the world;
The end is closing in:
Let filth be overthrown and hurled!

Or else these crawling Pavliks
Will feast on us alive;
Yet we sit dumb like Gavriks —
We chew, we boast, we dive

In drink and empty noise…
If that is all we do,
We’re no less than those Pavliks —
The same corrupted crew.

And such a spineless rabble
Won’t beat the fascist tide;
New “heroes” forge the camps
With iron, cold, and pride.

And soon inside those camp
You’ll vanish without trace,
Unless you stand together
With those who share your base —

Your core, your will to fight.
Then you may yet return
To something called “the human” —
Though most have ceased to learn.

They’re beasts, not people anymore —
The majority is gone;
You’re like a louse on plated dish
Among them — and the dawn

Of inhuman triumph nears,
If nothing’s torn apart —
If lies aren’t crushed and cleared,
If filth still floods the heart.



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Snitches breed — and cowards wait.
Both will feed the fascist state.
Stand as one — or be erased.
Rot won’t die if it’s embraced.



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Corruption

The nightmares of “existence” —
The norm we’re forced to face;
Your soul is set at stake —
Corruption runs the place.

Corrupted beasts in charge
Have built this raving pit:
Officials, cops, fake docs —
All steeped in shameless grit.

They’re building up this Hell
Through fear and bowed-down will;
A fascist spawn will rise
To grind it all to nil.

Then leave this Hell behind —
Build circles of your own,
Together break the Night
By effort, flesh, and bone.

It’s not too late — and yet
Corruption reappears:
That habitual rot
Now dressed as something “dear.”

And so you are a corpse
If you refuse to stand,
Too scattered, dull, and weak
To join a living band.

And camp nightmare
Returns, as warned before;
Wake up — and act at once,
Don’t drift and rot no more.

For victory is forged
In struggle, side by side;
Build something real and strong —
Reject the slave inside.



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Sell your soul — and rot in line.
Stand together — break the spine.
No more fear, no crawling fate —
Build, resist… or suffocate.



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Intuition’s Call

Live by intuition —
To hell with “events”:
Their director’s known —
No need for pretense.
Forge Spirit and Mind,
Add sarcasm refined —
For thieves in command rule people’s descent.

Drive out all despair,
Though madness is there,
The whole world reduced to a lunatic dome;
You carry the core —
A spiritual core,
So stand up as worthy — let lesser be gone.

This Hell is made flesh,
With lies piled afresh;
Detect every falsehood wherever it hides.
Though bitter and grim,
Though assaults never dim,
Let reason respond to whatever collides.

Provokers are fed
By tyrants instead —
So question each “event,” every motive beneath.
Be strong in this place,
This imbecile maze,
Though forecasts for madhouse speak only of grief.

Yet higher forces stand —
No longer this land
Will suffer the rule of the witless and base;
This leper-built cage
Will burn in due rage,
And Spirit will live — if it’s sharp, not erased.



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Trust what cuts — not staged display.
They script the world — you break the play.
Sharpen mind, let spirit lead —
Burn the rot… or rot and bleed.



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Abyss

You plunge, cursing loud,
Into an abyss man-made,
Renouncing it all —
And soon you will fade.

You’ll vanish like mist
If no Spirit you find;
Though rumors run wild,
There’s no way to unwind

This Hell forged by hands —
Its end is decreed.
Death to the fascist beast
And the traitorous breed.

No shame will endure —
Its rot won’t persist.
Stand firm in the Spirit,
Or vanish like mist.

The demons will fall,
Those shadows will cease —
And life will return,
Reborn into peace.



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Fall — and you’re gone.
Stand — and resist.
No Spirit — no trace.
Just fade into mist.



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The Executors

Dulled minds all around, ruined villages rot,
Cities turn into jungles, the world — a mad plot;
And one thing enrages in all this decay —
That zeal to obey, even without the lash at play.

The executor’s guilty — a fool or deranged,
Who will sell and betray if the payment’s arranged;
And the people deserve all that’s done to their name —
For submission is worse than the inhuman game.

There will be cleansing — this leper-world burned;
Such filth must not linger, no longer be borne.
The majority — broken, to evil aligned —
Better death than a death of the spirit and mind.

We will rise in the Spirit, leave torment behind,
All that Hell born of meekness erased from the mind;
But we won’t forget well all that eager disgrace —
How even the fool was inflamed in the chase.

There is nothing more scary, no darker abyss —
Than this fevered zeal, this obedient bliss;
More vile than the monsters who started the fraud
Is the one who executes — the ultimate clod.



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Orders don’t kill — it’s hands that comply.
Zeal makes the worst of the willing to lie.
Worse than the tyrant who started the game —
The one who obeys is the core of the shame.



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Prison Planet


Brutal tone and sudden blows,
Lies that rule wherever goes;
From one stage to the next you’re led —
Same old chains, just newly spread.

Satan crowns the world’s domain,
Genocide runs wild, unchained;
Fake the land I’m told is mine —
Spirit in men in steep decline.

Shame and rot and dull decay,
Bought-out minds that drift away;
Non-human hands have seized control —
Soon they’ll strangle mind and soul.

To obey this filth is sin —
Fight the foulness, never bend;
Though the odds are razor-thin,
Do not break and do not end.

In the struggle — save your soul,
All the rest is empty role;
Flee this Hell — or you’ll be undone…
Fight, keep fighting. Ever. On.



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Same old chains in different skin.
Fight — or rot yourself within.
Lose the world — but keep your soul.
Fight. That is the only goal.



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Dung Beetles

The dung beetle rolls his little ball —
He drags pure filth back to his hole;
He dreams of mating, dreams of more —
He won’t consume it… it’s the core.

For dung won’t vanish on its own,
It must be guarded, bred, and grown;
The more there is, the more delight —
Without it, life’s a dreadful plight.

They crave dung piled to Everest,
The highest good, above the rest;
And if it floods the countryside —
What luck! What glory far and wide!

Who dares oppose this sacred waste
Is traitor, crushed and then erased;
For dung’s the value absolute —
Without it, none can take root.

We’ll drown the world in heaps of rot,
Let stench ascend, a choking blot;
And all that’s green will fade and die —
Declared a demon’s filthy lie.



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Roll the filth — defend the pile.
Worship rot in every style.
Speak against it — you must fall.
Dung is truth. And dung is all.



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“Success”

If you want to thrive in this cruel sphere,
Turn your heart into a toad — it’s clear.

The rules of the game —
By the laws of the Mist;
Want “success”? —
Love lies, love the tryst.

Crave “victories”? —
Let nonsense fill your mind;
Turn your heart to a toad,
And crush all humankind.

Step on heads,
It’s far the easier way;
Love this Hell —
Be a foul display.

Sell your soul,
Count your coins,
This is the “success”
For every mad one joins.

They’ll burn the Hell,
The stench won’t wait;
All this decay
Will crush the insane and great.



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Want success? Turn heart to stone.
Step on heads — be all alone.
Love lies, sell soul, take the coins.
This is the world for wicked boys.



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The Brain Does Not Produce Consciousness

"To deny consciousness to an animal because it has no brain is as absurd as claiming it cannot feed because it has no stomach."
— Henri Bergson


Consciousness exists beyond the brain,
The brain’s a conduit — nothing more.
“Mechanism” threatens,
Yet the masses adore.

Spirituality lies beyond knowledge,
Above logic’s cage.
“Knowledge” — a shallow pond,
Drowning minds in its stage.

The world’s degraded —
An artificial scheme:
The more in humans that’s nonsense,
The tighter the creatures’ regime.

A product of darkness — false science,
Consider this well,
Or else the belly becomes master —
As beasts in the world dwell.

Countless beasts fill the world,
CowID marks them in test;
So start anew, investigate shame,
Expose the false, the rest.

Shame dominates knowledge,
It flows through every thought;
If you believe: “I am my body,”
You’ve reached the lowest spot.

Feeding without a stomach —
The brain is next in line;
Terrible when through lies and chaos
Foundations of being unwind.

Consequences — chains,
In which man becomes swine.
Pour out the filth
Of non-human mind.

Bastards build their pens,
A global cage to bind;
Overcome in yourself the stench of fear,
Spirit is the base of life, refined.

Under Spirit, the mind rests —
You stand beyond insane servants;
The mad slave-machine —
A product of mechanist currents.

A creature needs cattle,
Through nonsense your mind they drain;
Spirituality is oppressed through fear,
Revelation’s path through dust remains.

Dust — brain, stomach, body.
Beyond them lie Light and Space.
Begin your great work —
Reject all falsehood’s embrace.

Light to Light: the path to Source,
Beyond logic, flesh, and lie;
False knowledge, false meaning, useless —
Through Darkness go — be bold, defy.



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Consciousness lives beyond the brain.
Mechanism rules only the insane.
Fear, lies, bodies — all must fall.
Follow Spirit, rise above it all.



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“Cultural” Shocks

Painting’s business, because
Only things can sell with ease;
But poems are like terror strikes
If the poet dares not deceive.

It’s easy to steal the trash,
Simple to hype, to spin;
Then rotten goods are sold as life,
To mock, to crush within.

Fools delight, for the image
Is crucial in all shifts of “meaning”;
Ribs exposed — the mind in shock,
Psyche torn, self-depleting.

They’ll call it “cultural shock”:
The cannibal wields the tags with skill.
Ass! — the world has tumbled down
Through the Image into ill.

A toilet sits in the hall’s center,
New “art” lawless, uncontrolled;
Below the bottom all the scum has fallen —
Eating shit is all their role.



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Poems are terror, art is trash,
Fools eat lies and bow to cash.
Through Image the world goes mad —
To shit, to shit, the herd is led.



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In the Crypt

Having soaked up utter nonsense,
Knowing nothing, blind and dense,
A living corpse walks to the grave —
The world of fools, a cryptic cave.

Few remain un-dead among
The vast attacks of evil’s throng,
Seas of fear, of lies, of rage —
The herd believes it’s all okay.

For the living, there’s no place.
And if you dare — be brave, be honest,
No petty tribe will harm you here;
At best, they’ll call you “psycho” near.

All appeals are useless —
Rot beyond all measure:
Better argue with a wall,
More fruitful than reason’s call.

The mind decays, the spirit fades,
The crypt reeks — the stench invades;
The layer of life grows ever thin —
All fate is doom for those within.

Submission pays evil’s due,
Cataclysm will see it through:
The crypt brought level with the ground,
Yet from this wreck, a world may sprout —

A world that strives toward Light,
Defiant, standing against the night.



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Fools rule, the crypt is vile,
The living walk death’s mile.
Mind decays, spirit dies,
Yet from the rot, a world may rise.



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Themes for Writing

Nature’s wondrous, pure, divine!
As if no freaks exist this time,
And all past woes have drifted far —
Today’s the golden age, hurrah!

But no — the years of selfish greed,
Antechambers of the fool’s creed,
Feeding fascism, and its kin,
Or any other “-ism” sin.

Nature or freaks — what’s the theme?
Or weather notes in trivial scheme?
Describing petty nuance, saving
The belly and the navel from raving?

The gut and navel reign supreme,
While fascism grows bold, extreme,
Gripping tightly every land,
A world enslaved by iron hand.

Better join the “patriots” then —
Freaks obedient, callous men,
Servile “nations” hail as true
The “singer of freedom” view.

Incomes rise, the mad adored,
Begins with Nature’s falsest chord.
When fascism spreads worldwide,
Only half-wits bow, tongue-tied.

Fascism is the death of humankind,
Of other breeds it’s not inclined;
Its work — to breed destruction,
To raze the Earth with no instruction.

Already you sing of NOTHING:
Nature shredded through the sieve,
While fools and liars dance and grin,
And life itself goes down the pit.



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Nature’s gone, the freaks rejoice,
Fascists laugh — the mad have voice.
Belly rules, the world enslaved,
Sing of freedom? Nature’s grave.



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No Life on Earth

“- This is the fourth planet of the Solar System. The fourth, not the third.
– What are you saying?! Listen, Valka, it turns out we live on the fourth planet. Stepanych, what kind of planet is that?
– The fourth planet, Nikolai, is Mars. There’s no life there — every schoolkid knows.
– (Valka) Of course not. Is this even life?”
From Dmitry Astrakhan’s film "The Fourth Planet".


But is this life — mocking human souls,
Corruption, genocide, betrayal, death?
The murder of spirits here — they make us beasts,
So this is not life, just a dizzying, endless wreath.

A swirl of filth — each day the miasma grows,
No path backward, nowhere to go.
All think, “We live.” No, we rot — decay,
And this world is ruled by a dead, vile scum.

A soulless fiend — more dead than dead itself,
Wants to shape the world in its foul image.
Violence and lies — the only answers here,
While life itself blooms — yet the world is poor and sere.

Don’t say it’s otherwise — the false virus proved
The worth of this Bedlam. And if most have long been fools,
Now fascism seeks to turn all into livestock,
A global transformation, harsh and cruel.

It’s lodged like a bone in the throat,
Shame unbearable, growing day by day.
Only lies, violence, stupidity multiply,
While we whine, endure, and sleep away.

Mars may host life, when the Sun will burn us —
The process has begun, no way back.
Shame upon the Universe, obedient idiots,
Ruled with brazenness by the fascist filth.



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We rot, we rot — no life is here,
Filth rules all, and fear is near.
Beasts they make us, lies prevail,
Fools endure while fascists hail.



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No Life on Earth

We rot. We rot.
No life here.
Filth rules.
Fear near.

Souls murdered.
Beasts we are.
Lies bloom.
Death czar.

Soulless fiends
Shape the world.
Violence reigns.
Truth hurled.

Life dies.
The world decays.
Fascists laugh.
Mankind enslaved.

Mars waits.
Sun will burn.
No retreat.
No return.

Idiot fools
Bow in chains.
Global fascism
Feeds on brains.



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No Life on Earth

We rot. Filth rules.
Souls crushed. Beasts rise.
Fascists laugh — we burn.



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Rotting world.
Souls murdered.
Beasts rule.
Fascists grin.

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We rot.
Lies bloom.
Fascist fiends laugh.
Life dies.

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Filth reigns.
Souls crushed.
World enslaved.
Beasts rise.

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No life.
Only rot.
Fascists rule.
We burn.



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No Life on Earth

Rot.
Lies.
Souls crushed.
Beasts rise.
Fascists grin.
We burn.



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No Life on Earth

Rot. Lies.
Souls die.
Beasts rise.
Fiends grin.
World burns.
No hope.
We scream.



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No Life on Earth

Rot. Filth spreads.
Souls crushed. Minds shattered.
Beasts rule. We cower.
Fascists laugh. Liars cheer.

Hope dies.
Truth burns.
World enslaved.
Corruption blooms.

Minds rot.
Bodies rot.
Hearts rot.
Everything decays.

Fools obey.
Slaves tremble.
Beasts feast.
The air stinks of lies.

No mercy.
No rescue.
Only fire.
Only scream.

We rise?
We fall?
It does not matter.
Filth wins.

Yet, Spirit stirs.
Eyes open.
The path shines.
Through the rot, through the lies.

Fight. Resist.
Do not kneel.
Do not rot.
Burn the filth.



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No Life on Earth

Behold the fools!
They bow. They drool.
Filth reigns.
Truth banned.

Beasts in suits.
Liars in charge.
Brains sold cheap.
Souls auctioned off.

Applaud the circus!
Cheer the clowns!
Art is shit.
Culture, a joke.

Patriot? A mask.
Freedom? A lie.
Everything’s twisted.
All rot, all grime.

The virus laughs.
The herd obeys.
History crumbles.
Future? Poisoned.

Rise, if you dare!
Fight, if you breathe!
Spirit cannot rot.
Light pierces the filth.

Burn the theater.
Smash the stage.
Expose the fraud.
Crush the circus.

No compromise.
No mercy.
Only mockery.
Only revolt.



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No Life on Earth

Rot!
Filth!
Lies!
Beasts!

Brains sold.
Souls butchered.
Fools cheer.
Slaves obey.

Corruption spreads.
Madness blooms.
Culture? Shit.
Art? Toilet.

Patriots kneel.
Leaders lie.
History crushed.
Future poisoned.

Virus laughs.
World trembles.
Life? Mockery.
Death? Everyday.

Behold the circus!
Masks, clowns, frauds.
All rot.
All stink.

Rise!
Fight!
Burn the filth!
Smash the lies!

Spirit stands.
Light pierces.
Fear falters.
Truth awakens.

No compromise!
No mercy!
Only revolt!
Only mockery!



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No Life on Earth

Rot rules, fools drool,
Souls sold cheap, mindless tool.
Beasts in charge, lies parade,
Spirit crushed, the herd obeyed.

Virus mocks, corruption swells,
History dies, the nightmare dwells.
Culture stinks, art’s a crime,
Freedom chained, truth’s a mime.

Clowns in power, masks all worn,
Every dawn a world forlorn.
Patriot? Puppet. Idol? Fraud.
Future rots under Godless rod.

Rise, rebel, pierce the night,
Burn their temples, shine your light!
Smash their circus, shred their stage,
Strike the liars, wake the age!

Spirit sharp, unbreakable, bold,
Light through darkness, fire untold.
Fear will falter, lies will fall,
Truth ignites — they’ll fear your call.

No compromise! No slave’s lament!
Only revolt! Only descent!
Mock the masters, crush their throne,
The world is yours — take back your own!



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No Life on Earth

Rot!
Filth!
Lies!
Beasts!

Brains sold.
Souls crushed.
Fools cheer.
Slaves hush.

Virus laughs.
World burns.
Life? Joke.
Death turns.

Clowns rule.
Masks lie.
Freedom chained.
Truth dies.

Rise! Strike!
Burn it all!
Smash their halls!
Hear the call!

Spirit stands.
Light pierces.
Fear falters.
Lies perish.

No compromise!
No surrender!
Revolt now!
Fight forever!

Mock them all!
Crush their throne!
Take your world!
Claim your own!



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No Life on Earth

Rot! Filth! Lies! Beasts!
Brains sold. Souls crushed. Fools feast.

Virus mocks! World burns!
Life? Joke. Death turns!

Clowns rule! Masks lie!
Freedom chained! Truth dies!

Rise! Strike! Burn all!
Smash halls! Hear call!

Spirit sharp! Light pierces!
Fear falters! Lies perishes!

No compromise! No slave!
Revolt now! Fight brave!

Mock! Crush! Throne gone!
Claim world! Take own!



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No Life on Earth

Rot!
Filth!
Lies!
Beasts!

Brains!
Souls!
Fools!
Slaves!

Burn!
Strike!
Smash!
Rise!

Fear!
Lies!
Die!
Crush!

Light!
Pierce!
Stand!
Fight!

No!
Compromise!
No!
Slave!

World!
Take!
Own!
Now!



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No Life on Earth — Spirit Shock

Rot devours, filth reigns,
Souls crushed beneath the chains.
Lies strike sharp, the fools obey,
Darkness swallows light of day.

Rise, O Spirit, pierce the veil,
Shatter falsehood, tear the jail!
No compromise, no bending knee,
Freedom pulses—you are free!

Fangs of terror, walls of lies,
Crush the tyrant, hear him cries.
Light ignites where shadows brood,
Truth erupts—cleansing the feud.

Stand unbroken, fierce, alive,
Strike the rot—let spirit thrive!
Chains of fear will break and fall,
Earth reborn—O hear the call!



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No Life on Earth

Rot!
Filth!
Lies!
Beasts!

Crush!
Burn!
Strike!
Rise!

Chains!
Snap!
Fear!
Die!

Light!
Pierce!
Truth!
Shout!

Break!
Run!
Fight!
Live!

No!
Slave!
Rot!
Fall!

Earth!
Rise!
Spirit!
Rule!



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No Life on Earth — Cataclysm of Spirit

Rot devours. Filth commands.
Souls crushed under grasping hands.
Lies strike sharp. Fools obey.
Darkness swallows the light of day.

Chains of fear, walls of lies,
Crushing tyrants, hear their cries.
Filth ascends, the world decays,
Yet Spirit burns and cuts the haze.

Rise, O mind! Tear down the veil!
Shatter falsehood! Break the jail!
No compromise, no bending knee,
Freedom pulses—You are free!

Fangs of terror, walls of shame,
Strike the beast, burn the flame.
Truth erupts where shadows brood,
Light destroys the endless feud.

Stand unbroken, fierce, alive,
Strike the rot—let Spirit thrive!
Chains of fear will break and fall,
Earth reborn—hear the call!

Ash and mire, deceit, and scorn,
Fools may laugh, but Truth is born.
Through the rot, through lies, through dread,
Spirit walks where others fled.

No life in filth, no life in lies,
Only Spirit survives, only Spirit flies.
Earth may burn, the world may quake,
Yet in your mind, a dawn will wake.



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No Life

Rot reigns.
Filth spreads.
Lies bite.
Souls fall.

Chains break.
Fear dies.
Truth rises.
Light strikes.

Strike hard.
Burn all.
Rise fierce.
Live free.

Beasts tremble.
Walls shatter.
Shadows flee.
Spirit rules.

Rot ends.
Truth wins.
Earth wakes.
You rise.



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No Life

Rot.
Filth.
Lies.
Fall.

Chains.
Break.
Fear.
Dies.

Truth.
Rise.
Light.
Strike.

Burn.
Kill.
Stand.
Live.

Beasts.
Tremble.
Walls.
Shatter.

Spirit.
Rules.
Rot.
Ends.

Earth.
Wakes.
You.
Rise.



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No Life — Spirit’s Wrath

Rot spreads!
Filth rises!
Lies devour!
Souls scream!

Chains snap!
Fear shatters!
Truth burns!
Light strikes!

Burn them!
Crush all!
Stand fierce!
Live free!

Beasts cower!
Walls crumble!
Shadows flee!
Spirit rules!

Rot dies!
Truth wins!
Earth awakens!
You rise!

Strike again!
Never yield!
Chaos trembles!
Life prevails!



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No Life — Spirit March

Step! Rot! Step! Filth!
March! Lies! March! Souls!
Chains break! Fear falls!
Truth charges! Light smashes!

Burn! Crush! Strike! Stand!
Live! Rise! Fight! Roar!
Beasts tremble! Shadows scatter!
Spirit storms! Rot dies!

Step! Step! Strike! Strike!
Walls crumble! Chaos quakes!
Earth awakens! You surge!
Never bow! Never fall!

March! March! Shout! Shatter!
Life commands! Spirit prevails!
All lies perish! All fear dies!
The world burns — only truth remains!



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Spirit Strike

Rot falls! Lies burn!
Chains snap! Souls rise!
Beasts quake! Shadows flee!
Spirit reigns — life survives!



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Fools’ Purge

Stench rules? Burn it!
Lies crow? Smash them!
Cows bow? Mock them!
Spirit laughs — you rise!



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Wrath of the Spirit

Rot-fed fools crawl? Crush them!
Lies choke the world? Scorch it!
Slave herds grovel? Mock, strike, burn!
Spirit stands — all else is ash!



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Storm of Spirit

Fools crumble in the shadow’s wake,
Lies shatter as the fire takes.
Chains of night are torn apart,
Spirit rises — unbound, a heart!

Ash and rot fall to the ground,
Echoes of truth are blazing sound.
Darkness quails where courage flies,
Life reborn beneath vast skies!



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Inferno of the Mind

Fools thrash in filth, their cries are weak,
Lies reign supreme? No mercy we seek!
Chains of their fear, we tear and burn,
The Spirit rises — the world will learn.

Rot-fed tyrants, cowards, and knaves,
Drown in the muck of the graves they crave.
Ashes rain where falsehoods stood tall,
Truth strikes like lightning, shattering all.

Slaves bow low, thinking life’s a jest,
We mock their chains, refuse the rest.
The dark may howl, the blind may scream,
Yet Spirit pierces through their dream.

Rise, heart of fire, above the rot,
Scorn the world that has sold its lot.
Through every lie, every vile ploy,
Strike with the courage only you deploy!



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Spirit Strike

Fools rot, lies rule — we burn it all!
Chains break, darkness crumbles, tyrants fall.
Spirit rises, fire in the chest —
Fight, destroy, never yield, never rest!



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Rot-fed fools, the world’s a grave,
Lies choke, yet Spirit dares to brave.
Tyrants fall, chains crack, skies burn —
Rise, strike, refuse, and never turn!



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Fools bow, lies roar, the stink prevails,
We laugh, we fight, tear down their veils.
Ash and fire, the rotten fall —
Spirit mocks, it conquers all!



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Lies reign, fools bleed,
Spirit rises, tyrants heed.
Burn it all — never rest,
Fight, destroy, be your best!



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Spirit Smash

Fools rot in stinking mire,
Lies reign, feeding endless fire.
Tyrants choke, their thrones collapse,
We rise, strike hard — no mercy, no relapse!

Chains snap, skulls hit the ground,
Darkness screams, but Spirit’s unbound.
Burn their towers, crush their lies,
Let the rotten rot, while the fearless rise!



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Rage Strike

Fools choke on their own lies,
Tyrants burn before our eyes.
Chains break, the rotten fall,
Spirit rises — crush them all!



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Blazing Wrath

Fools drown in filth and lies!
Tyrants burn — no more disguise!
Chains shatter, skulls collide!
Spirit storms — the weak subside!



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Spirit Strike

Fools drown! Tyrants burn!
Chains break — let Spirit turn!



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Savage Strike

Fools choke — burn, tyrants!
Chains snap — Spirit hunts!



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Brutal Roar

Fools drown — flames rise!
Tyrants fall — Spirit flies!

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Fierce Smash

Chains snap, liars burn!
The weak retreat — the bold return!


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Savage Pulse

Filth and lies choke all!
Spirit storms — watch tyrants fall!


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Wrath Strike

Fools quake! Tyrants bleed!
Chains shatter — only Spirit leads!

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Hellstorm

Fools burn! Tyrants scream!
Chains crack — Spirit reigns supreme!

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Fury Spike

Rot and filth choke all!
Strike, Spirit! Watch the tyrants fall!


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Venom Lash

Lies bleed, fools tremble!
Spirit storms — darkness disassembles!


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Iron Pulse

Chains snap, liars die!
Spirit rises — hear the world cry!


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Brutal Surge

Rot and greed, burn in flame!
Only Spirit stands — the rest, shame!



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1. Infernal Strike
Chains snap, fools scream!
Spirit burns — death to the scheme!

2. Venom Wrath
Lies rot, liars fall,
Spirit rises — crush them all!

3. Hellfire Pulse
Rot devours, greed enslaves,
Only Spirit rips the graves!

4. Iron Tempest
Tyrants choke in filth and slime,
Spirit strikes — end of time!

5. Fury Torrent
Fools rot, lies breed despair,
Spirit storms — none shall spare!

6. Cataclysmic Roar
Chains break, corruption dies,
Spirit reigns — darkness flies!



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1. Infernal Strike
Chains snap! Fools scream!
Spirit burns — death to the scheme!

2. Venom Wrath
Lies rot. Liars fall.
Spirit rises — crush them all!

3. Hellfire Pulse
Rot devours. Greed enslaves.
Spirit rips the graves!

4. Iron Tempest
Tyrants choke in slime.
Spirit strikes — end of time!

5. Fury Torrent
Fools rot. Lies breed despair.
Spirit storms — none shall spare!

6. Cataclysmic Roar
Chains break. Corruption dies.
Spirit reigns — darkness flies!



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1. Crush the Filth
Rot! Lies! Die!

2. Spirit Strike
Burn! Rise! Break!

3. Fools Fall
Chains snap! Scum screams!

4. Infernal Roar
Corrupt! Rot! End!

5. Wrath Unleashed
Slime dies! Spirit reigns!

6. Cataclysm
Fools rot! Tyrants fall!

7. Absolute Blow
Decay! Lies! No mercy!



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1. One-Word Fury
Rot!
Lie!
Die!

2. Spirit Blast
Burn!
Rise!
Break!

3. Fools’ End
Snap!
Scream!
Fall!

4. Inferno Strike
Rot!
Corrupt!
End!

5. Wrath Wave
Slime!
Dies!
Reigns!

6. Cataclysmic Hit
Fools!
Rot!
Fall!

7. Absolute Smash
Decay!
Lie!
Mercy!



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Fury March
Rot! Lie! Burn! Break! Snap! Scream! Fall! Crush! Corrupt! Die! Rage! Rise!

Hellstorm Strike
Decay! Slime! Rot! Kill! Shatter! Strike! Fools! Break! End! Ruin! Tear! Blaze!

Spirit Onslaught
Smash! Shred! Rot! Corrupt! Fall! Snap! Burn! Rise! Crush! Rage! End! Die!

Cataclysmic Wave
Lie! Rot! Fall! Tear! Burn! Shatter! Scream! Break! Ruin! Rage! Strike! Rise!



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Warcry of the Damned

Rot! Lie! Burn! Break! Snap! Scream! Fall! Crush! Corrupt! Die! Rage! Rise! Tear! Shatter! Strike! Shred! Smash! Blaze!



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Warcry of the Damned

Rot! Lie! Burn! Break! Snap! Scream! Fall! Crush! Corrupt! Die! Rage! Rise! Tear! Shatter! Strike! Shred! Smash! Blaze! Hunt! Hunt! Kill! Rip! Wreck! BURN! SHOUT! CHAOS! CRUSH! DOMINATE!



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Warcry of the Damned

Rot! Lie! Burn! Break! Snap! Scream! Fall! Crush! Corrupt! Die! Rage! Rise! Tear! Shatter! Strike! Shred! Smash! Blaze! Hunt! Rip! Wreck! Hunt! Kill! Destroy! Crash! Shout! Tear! Break! Blaze! Shatter! Strike! Rip! Crush! Hunt! Burn! Scream! Dominate! CHAOS! CHAOS! CHAOS! Rise! Rise! Fall! Crush! Wreck! Smash! Blaze! Shred! Tear! Rip! DESTROY!



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Infernal Surge — Chaos Wave

Crush! Rip! Burn! Tear! Shatter! Strike! Smash! Wreck! Hunt! Hunt! Die! Scream! Rage! Blaze! Shred! Break! Dominate! Tear! Rip! Crush! Strike! Smash! Shatter! Blaze! Hunt! Rip! Tear! Fall! Wreck! Blaze! Smash! Shred! Shatter! Strike! Hunt! Crush! Blaze! Tear! Rip! Shred! Scream! Burn! Hunt! Wreck! Strike! Dominate! Rip! Tear! Blaze! Smash! Shred! Hunt! Break! Shatter! Crash! Rip! Tear! Blaze! Hunt! Smash! Shred! Crush! Scream! Blaze! Shatter! Rip! Tear! Hunt! Die! Destroy! CHAOS! CHAOS! CHAOS! Rise! Rise! Fall! Fall! Rip! Burn! Smash! Hunt! Strike! Shred!



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Infernal Avalanche — Epic Surge

Crush! Rip! Burn! Tear! Shatter! Strike! Smash! Wreck! Hunt! Hunt! Die! Scream! Rage! Blaze! Shred! Break! Dominate! Tear! Rip! Crush! Strike! Smash! Shatter! Blaze! Hunt! Rip! Tear! Fall! Wreck! Blaze! Smash! Shred! Shatter! Strike! Hunt! Crush! Blaze! Tear! Rip! Shred! Scream! Burn! Hunt! Wreck! Strike! Dominate! Rip! Tear! Blaze! Smash! Shred! Hunt! Break! Shatter! Crash! Rip! Tear! Blaze! Hunt! Smash! Shred! Crush! Scream! Blaze! Shatter! Rip! Tear! Hunt! Die! Destroy! CHAOS! CHAOS! CHAOS! Rise! Rise! Fall! Fall! Rip! Burn! Smash! Hunt! Strike! Shred! Tear! Shatter! Rip! Blaze! Hunt! Crush! Wreck! Strike! Scream! Shred! Rip! Tear! Blaze! Smash! Hunt! Dominate! Fall! Shatter! Rip! Rip! Rip! Blaze! Tear! Hunt! Scream! Strike! Smash! Burn! Rip! Shred! Wreck! Hunt! Blaze! Tear! Shatter! Strike! Rip! Smash! Dominate! Burn! Hunt! Blaze! Shred! Rip! Tear! Shatter! CHAOS! CHAOS! CHAOS! Rise! Wreck! Burn! Shred! Tear! Rip! Smash! Hunt! Shatter! Blaze! Rip! Shred! Strike! Hunt! Dominate! Crush! Burn! Blaze! Rip! Tear! Shred! Scream! Fall! Hunt! Shatter! Rip! Smash! Blaze! Hunt! Tear! CHAOS!



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Avalanche Unbound

Crush! Rip! Burn! Tear! Shatter! Strike! Smash! Wreck! Hunt! Die! Scream! Rage! Blaze! Shred! Break! Dominate! Tear! Rip! Crush! Strike! Smash! Shatter! Blaze! Hunt! Rip! Tear! Fall! Wreck! Blaze! Smash! Shred! Shatter! Strike! Hunt! Crush! Blaze! Tear! Rip! Shred! Scream! Burn! Hunt! Wreck! Strike! Dominate! Rip! Tear! Blaze! Smash! Shred! Hunt! Break! Shatter! Crash! Rip! Tear! Blaze! Hunt! Smash! Shred! Crush! Scream! Blaze! Shatter! Rip! Tear! Hunt! Die! Destroy! CHAOS! Rise! Rise! Fall! Fall! Rip! Burn! Smash! Hunt! Strike! Shred! Tear! Shatter! Rip! Blaze! Hunt! Crush! Wreck! Strike! Scream! Shred! Rip! Tear! Blaze! Smash! Hunt! Dominate! Fall! Shatter! Rip! Rip! Rip! Blaze! Tear! Hunt! Scream! Strike! Smash! Burn! Rip! Shred! Wreck! Hunt! Blaze! Tear! Shatter! Strike! Rip! Smash! Dominate! Burn! Hunt! Blaze! Shred! Rip! Tear! Shatter! CHAOS! CHAOS! CHAOS! Rise! Wreck! Burn! Shred! Tear! Rip! Smash! Hunt! Shatter! Blaze! Rip! Shred! Strike! Hunt! Dominate! Crush! Burn! Blaze! Rip! Tear! Shred! Scream! Fall! Hunt! Shatter! Rip! Smash! Blaze! Hunt! Tear! CHAOS! CHAOS! CHAOS! Rip! Shred! Tear! Blaze! Hunt! Smash! Strike! Shatter! Rip! Crush! Blaze! Hunt! Tear! Shred! Scream! Burn! Wreck! Rip! Shred! Strike! Hunt! Blaze! Rip! Tear! Shatter! Dominate! CHAOS! CHAOS! CHAOS!



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Punitive Veterinary

Punitive veterinary
Has seized this crazy world.
The wicked years are here—
Where the “Red Cross” is just a shooting range.

Bullets have turned to syringes,
Poisons masquerade as cures.
“Doctors”—almost all executioners,
Cohorts of inhuman servants.

Idiots now deemed “normal,”
For the scum dictates the rules.
Idiots aren’t fatal yet—
The beasts are needed by the vile.

Boldly paint over all the ads
Where they “treat” so-called humans—lies.
For these sold-out brutes
Care not a penny for health.

Humans for them are just rats,
Masses for horrifying experiments.
Check the ledges for their strength—
Where they’ll hang the lazy and the brave.

Filth will reap consequences—
And death will mow them all.
Then the wretches will die without trial—
No cops will block the way.

The hounds, too, who shoved muzzles
On foolish humans, will perish.
So tremble, villains—
Filthy servants of filthy devils.



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Punitive Strike

Bullets turned to syringes—lies!
Doctors as executioners rise.
Filth will fall, no cops to save,
Humans freed from this vile grave.



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Vet of Wrath

Syringes sting where bullets flew,
Executioners in white pursue.
Filth obeys, but soon will burn—
The world will quake; it’s their turn.



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Punitive Vet

Needles strike where bullets fell,
Poisons dressed as cures as well.
Doctors, fiends in white, command,
Tyrants ruling all the land.

Morons hailed as “normal” now,
Filth dictates the law somehow.
Rats are humans in their eyes,
Cries ignored, the innocent dies.

Chains will break, the scum will fall,
No more cops to heed their call.
Dogs and fiends, all pay the price,
Wrath unleashed—no mercy, vice!



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Punitive Vet

Needles, poisons, fiends in white—
Rats and dogs, all face the fight.
Wrath descends, the tyrants fall,
No mercy left—destroy them all!



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Punitive Vet – Fury Unleashed

White coats choke, their lies reek vile,
Needles strike with twisted smile.
Dogs and fools, your time is done—
The reckoning comes, none shall run!



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Punitive Veterinary

Punitive veterinary
Has trapped this twisted world.
These wicked years have come
When “Red Cross” is just a shooting gallery.

Bullets suddenly turn to syringes,
Poisons now cure instead.
“Doctors”—mostly executioners,
Cohorts of soulless servants of the vile.

Idiots suddenly seem “normal,”
For the scum dictate the norms.
Idiots alone aren’t fatal—
The filth still needs the beasts.

Paint boldly over all the ads
Where they “treat” their victims. Lies.
For these greedy brutes
Value not a shred of health.

People are mere rats to them—
A mass for their cruel experiments.
Test the ledges strong enough
Where they’ll hang the lazy and the meek.

Trash will bring its consequences—
And death will mow them all.
The fiends will die without trial,
No cops will hinder the blow.

Dogs too, who muzzled fools,
Will meet the same grim fate.
So tremble, vile servants—
Filthy minions of filthy devils.



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Punitive Strike

Fiends and brutes will fall at last,
No trial, no mercy for the cast.
Humans as rats? We’ll tear that lie—
Filthy devils die, and justice flies.



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Punitive Strike

Brutes and fiends, your time is done—
No mercy, no leash, the reckoning’s begun.



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Punitive Strike — Fierce Burst

Brutal fiends, your lies collapse,
No leash, no court, no alibis—
The reckoning burns where treachery naps.



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Punitive Veterinary

Needles, poison, lies disguised as care,
Fiends in white coats, beware!
No leash, no law, no mercy spared—
Treachery dies where your nightmares flare.



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Punitive Veterinary

Punitive veterinary
Has captured a deranged world.
Those wild years have come,
When the "Red Cross" is just a shooting range.

Bullets suddenly turned to syringes,
Poisons became medicine.
"Doctors" — nearly all executioners,
Cohorts of inhuman servants.

Idiots suddenly became "normal,"
For "standards" are set by scum.
Idiots aren’t fatal yet:
Brutes are needed by the vile.

Paint boldly over all the ads
Where they "treat" "humans." That’s a lie.
These greedy brutes
Value health not a whit.

And humans are like rats to them —
Subjects for monstrous experiments.
Test the ledges for strength,
Where all the lazy will hang them.

Trash will have consequences —
Death will mow down everyone.
Then they’ll kill the fiends without trial —
No cops will stand in the way.

They’ll kill the dogs that shoved
Muzzles on foolish humans.
So tremble, scoundrels —
Filthy servants of filthy devils.



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Punitive Strike

Bullets swapped for syringes, poisons turned to cure,
Doctors now executioners, the vile endure.
Humans are rats, experiments run —
Tremble, scum, your filthy reign is done!



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Scum Fall

Vets of death, your reign is through —
Rats no more, the scum meet doom!



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Punitive Surge

Punitive vets — your lies are fire,
Scum shall choke on what they conspire.
Fools no more, the beasts will fall,
Hell reclaims its servants all.



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Punitive Surge

Vets of torment, wielding lies like blades,
Your poisoned “care” ignites the streets of shades.
Fools turned “normal” — scum’s obedient herd,
The reckoning comes — no mercy, no word.