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the rulers of this world are disconnected from reality.
Reality is the urge to change our habits.
Reality is to admit, that the system is oppressive and that discrimination exist.
Reality is to admit that people are still killed for being different and the system takes part on their death,
when it's not giving the final shot itself.
Reality is also, making the truth circulate :
that we are not born as consumers,
that we are not born as selfish creatures.
We don't need to accumulate money and goods,
we don't need to crash others.
We need to realize what the system wants us to be.
Because they failed to take care and to preserve the Earth.
Therefore they shall perish.
THEIR GHOULS
It's the whispering of all those who died ,waking up people by surprise
why do i hear them, I cannot control it, why I don't know why?!
Feeling the chill of dead cold words
millions of children raped and abused
Cold broken minds, lives been used.
Dreams and Hope of fights that are lost
If u think they don't suffer, hear their ghouls.
Refugees denied sin of mankind,
women are raped cause men are allowed,
Screams are echoing what was ever,woved.
Cops and soldiers kill and rape!
Dissociating from feelings, and what is alive,
Exploiting people in all kind of landscapes!
Dehumanising, filling with blood, the barrels.
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Nobody can save us if we don't look in ourselves
if we dont realise we still follow the male gaze
exteriorising jalousy and bad feelings towards other women
just cause we are trapped, in those shitty mechanisms
that allow men to control us more and more!
So defend your sisters don't turn your back
war against sexism has to start into us,
if we're not careful with this more and more,
all previous fights will turn into dust!
Et toi le mec bourré de cliché patriarcaux
refuse que la societé fasse de toi un dominant
et vois dans les yeux de tes soeurs en lutte
la rage qu'elles incarnent contre le sexisme.
When we let envy poison our hearts
is 'cause the patriarchal society made us!
so stop looking at yourself with a sexist brain
and think, we need so much to regain!
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Abortion without apologies
Guilt! Shame! Multiply!
Tears! Cramps! Testify!
Puke! Breed! Don't Abort
Stay in your Discomfort.
Suffer for something you don't want,
humans just have to be born,
suffer from something you don't want,
humans just have to be born.
you don't have to
reproduce
you don't have to
be abused
choice is yours
as your body,
you can choose
for your life.
what's this religious stupid thought,
that you are guilty if you abort?
you don't have to
reproduce
you don't have to
be abused
choice is yours
as your body,
you can choose
for your life.
How long we still have to suffer from this bigottry, old, insanity, refuse!
what's this religious stupid thought
that you are guilty if you abort.
Guilt! Shame! Multiply!
Tears! Cramps! Testify!
Puke! Breed! Don't abort!
Stay, in your, discomfort!
Suffer from something you don't want,
human have just to be born
suffer from something you don't want,
human are just fucking born!
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cura cura
se vuoi la pelle dura
cura cura
e' tutto cio' che vuoi
lavaggio del cervello sulla tua identita'
tu non sei capace nella tua societa'
che rinchiusa nella sua mediocrità
ti porta a credere che sei tu che sei sbagliata
mondo dell'ovest privilegiato
non ne muoiono abbastanza
finché non muore ogni speranza.
sei tu che sei malata
se ti hanno violentata
quanta gente di merda
si intrufola nella scena,
sessisti, fascisti,
stasera tutti a cena.
Usando il privilegio
senza pensare al cambiamento
credendo a cio' che dicono
nel cervello hanno il silenzio!
esseri umani
che mangiano animali
vogliono solo attaccare,
cio' che non comprendono.
:" Se l'è cercata lei,
la ninfomane scoppiata,
lei che voleva, esser, violentata!"
esseri infami,
e' facile credere alle proprie verita',
non si pongono, problemi,
si proclamano anarchici e violentano, nella scena!
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Demoralised
Objectified
Paralysed
Dehumanisez
Rich ignorant people condamning our lives
who don't know anything of our minds
money rules the world and blinds your eyes,
For sure they don't care if we would live or die.
Monsters
Owners
Blindness
Nothingness
What money does,
kicking out people for renting to people,
or just 'cause they don't, like our style!
from your Porsche you look disgusted to us,
and from your elycopter you laugh and you smile!
Sadistic Bastard!
Demoralized
Objectified
Paralysed
Dehumanized
You left your soul behind.
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Another girl is born,
a future victim for the pharmaceutical industry,
prescribing the pill when she's not fully grown
then making money from misery.
Only diabetes is genderfree,
selling insuline covering governments' sins
polluting the Earth 'has it should be',
to arrive faster! To the next barn.
It's hard to be a woman in a world for men,
just like it's hard to be black in a world for white,
dominate inventing differentiated disorders and write them in the DSM
70's nymphomaniacs made place for the hypoactive sexual desire
so that she can slick pills 'till she hang herself with a wire,
the heterosexual patriarchal vision never said farewell.
Thank to religions, to the capitalist scam,
god bless america's A.P.A., mother of crimes
made it feminine to grow more male pride
so that those western trends would go worldwide!
Christian religion is still present in doctor's minds:
young girls should take the pill 'cause guilty of having sex,
and shall be reduced to chemically, popped up dolls,
and shall stay sexually desirable 'things', to satisfy their man!
still who decides what we want, are men,
that's why we help the industry, more than them,
you shall perish under your menstruations cramps, and worry to hide em good!
Eva's punished by god on earth, u'll always feel some pain!
That without taking your pill(s)you'll grow a sense of guilt,
for all the poor unborn children and family you dont want to build!
Take your relatine to be bound to your child
take your xanax to forget your sakes.
Skip, those brainwashing pro-pregnancy publicity
and please, laugh at their stupidity.
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All the possible ways to tell you,you dont fit
is attributing psychiatric diagnoses cause it's of you the they'll get rid
I'm talking about what en who's not accepted by socety
but labeling and medicating with fake scientific prove could be a fatality
It's not only the restraining jacket, the symbol of psychiatric abuse,
it also A.P.A.'s shitty book, that allow this use.
So the category personality disorders or children's labels,
are nothing else than descriptions of what society gathers.
Borderline is the new hysteria, made it subtile, vague and actual,
like all those new labels, as sexual hypoactive or asexual.
ADHD children were once annoying but not sick.
Strange and interesting personalities are now schizotypical,
and work stressed people all slick risperdal!
So open your eyes facing modern psychiatry,
'cause a loads disorders, are just the mirror of society.
Redefining science of the mind as a new born god,
if the research say so, it can't be wrong!
Take the new speed to slick
finding all the ways, to make us sick!
Birth control with fluoride
creating zombies with rilatine
erasing sexual desire with antidepressant
Restraining fantasy with neuroleptics.
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what's the purpose of this feeble life?
you think you win but you're out of time!
limited human brain, waiting for clues!
it's not possible to learn from mistakes
still your brain is filled with those damn sakes
taking advantage of our feeble life,
it's the price for choosing a side.
grasping to find a truth in the sick human's mind
elaborating miserable thoughts to fill in the emptyness of this times
destructing double glass mirrors and still dont be sure
that all those constructions of mankind, will not make me pure.
Running out of fantasy and happiness,
cause our world is turning to nothingness.
always trying to be satisfied,
when you know that satisfaction is a lie.
white noises smashing your brain in the end there is only pain.
i can't trust mankind ,longing for some more signs,
that believing illusions is possible or simply not to care,
but in the end, in the end, there's mostly sorrow.
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