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Born Into A Dying World

by Welkin Dusk

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buried deep in my hate unmoved by the events of this world a corpse hoping to be re awoken sadness is greater than this hollow my heart, memories cut like a knife I was moved by the present and future now clocks are an hour glass wanting to escape from this nothingness
2.
the building time is here, it’s rising from beneath the scapegoating must end confront them in the streets they prey upon frustration, they hide behind free speech they call it fucking pride its genocide they teach expose them for what they are ignore them we will not by all means necessary the fascists will be stopped no room for debate, smash their fucking face! if there’s blood inside their veins than make their white skin red one bullet is too kind for every fucking nazi bonehead we’ll draw lines in the sand that they shall never cross we’ll raise our fist in battle as they mourn their brothers lost
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welcome to the penitentiary this fortress is nothing more than hell the tortured screams of anguish come from the prisons they dwell these are the voiceless victims trapped within this disease upon mankind this is a tool of class oppression capitalism is the crime may these torture institutions become a memory of the past key holders locked inside as they turn from stone to ash the prisoners shall be free from this resultless institution abolition the only solution
4.
we want to be beautiful like our sorrow we want to be great like our crimes try to learn to love our sorrow vain attempt to love our lives all that is great belongs to beauty all that is “sacred” is a lie we’ve come to raise a forest of pyres a great and tragic social dusk sorrow’s army of unknown children hurled thunderbolts across the twilight we laugh the fine red laughter of hatred we laugh the fine blue laughter of love we have died with stars in our eyes because the stars are the friends of the dead we want to be beautiful like our sorrow we want to be great like our crimes try to learn to love our sorrow vain attempt to love our lives
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Entrapped 02:26
your path is one of amusement a premeditated act or a change of heart? one can only believe you were false from the start manipulative characteristics a trait for a backstabbing provocative militant rhetoric a tool for entrapping entrapment! pathological perception of morality hypocrisy at its worst no tears shall be shed when you’re riding in a hearse
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Gasping 02:35
fighting to hold on gasping for air slipping away
7.
these things are broken, beyond repair dead weight on our backs in our hands what could we know? thousand mile stare apathy for if the final blow will land dry eyes of samsara, we will not mourn we have nothing, arms open, born into this dying world torn asunder, this world must be we can not we will not look back what we have left can’t be called hope but it’s ours and we steel our resolve

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released June 28, 2011

recorded by niko (thenewyorker.bandcamp.com)
art by harold and chap (wornxout.bandcamp.com)
keys on tracks 6 & 7 by adam

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