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All remnants of this modern plague. Sightless eyes and clouded brains. All marked with numbers discerned by race. Boxed in a system about to fail. Our thoughts are forbidden...read more

Do you know what you glorify? The madness of diseased minds A horror you could not stomach An abomination, a human hell Could you bear the stench? Could you dig the graves? ...read more

Suffocate on self-taught hate, impending fate The funeral pyre has been lit, all-consuming Ceremonial fire has been lit + there's One way out but our souls have been ...read more

Яны маюць зброю, яны маюць права, Нiколi на нiх не знойдзеш управы. Можаш крычаць, можаш злавацца - ...read more

Is it violence of our culture of death that keeps us from resolve? Never knowing solace, never knowing peace… Or is that culture only a projection of the violence in our...read more