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Mute Transmissions
03:48
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the exercise of power
no longer needs the hammer
it need not strike from without
Mute rituals devise quiet opiates
mute transmissions
know no transgression
hail the captains of industry
the masters of subtlety
reputation, lord of exchange
permeating the body politic
the fallible,
the psychological
behavioral economy
an ephemeral currency
reputation, lord of exchange
fall in line
cargo cult forever
mute rituals
apocryphal deliverance
The algorithm never lies
infinity made intelligible
infinity rendered null
precision pressure delivers
subtle coercions
forging iron
Iron clad obedience
Embracing careful ceremony
crafting your citizen score
a numeration of class war
a tyrant economy
where abstracts write value
the death of disobedience
the death of dissent
the birth of totality
greed is virtue
fear is hope
because the algorithm never lies
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Noether
02:39
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the abstract evolves an aesthetic
a cold beauty exalting elegance
the contortion of time and energy
isn’t the paradox meek and feeble senses map
a profound and endless symmetry
purity in it’s truest sense
the only communication
of earthly invariance
humble human frailties defy
the patterns we claim to observe
on the grandest scale leave us unnerved
Never enough
Reduced to anatomy
A vessel, a subordinate
The cruelest of ironies
translation yields corresponding conservation
immutability
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Thrash The Fash
02:04
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You lend credence to their ideas with useless debate
When all they’re doing is preaching fucking genocide and hate
White nationalism needs to die
Denying others rights to life
The only option is a fist fight
It’s delusional to sit down to tea
And try to talk sense with a fucking nazi
Strike fear in their tiny brains
Wallop em reich in the kisser
and enjoy their pain
Make them afraid to crawl out of their holes
Knowing they’re gonna get a whack to the fucking nose
See them cowar
watch them flee
Death to all nazis
Deny the conditions of the infection’s survival
There won’t be collaborators left to rival
THRASH THE FASH
Here’s to the heroes bashin’ the fash
lords of the resistance, bringers of backlash
Here’s to the heroes bashin’ the fash
lords of the resistance, bringers of the smash
Rob hate of its virility
See them cowar
Watch them flee
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Dysteria London, UK
Anti-humanity hardcore from North London, England
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