Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Pop Will Eat Itself
we're on ronald reagan rations zeta dogs eating last the things without names will save us where the nice guys finish they're so busy making things mean what they want to they've completely obliterated reality. now look at them. their eyes have turned to ice. they've killed their names. thriving in shadows. they lurk. like urges. repressed for a millennium. they sell their daughters to religion. & their sons to g0d. their satanism redeems the rebel. they are gods within gods. what you give is what you pay. mother let your son bleed please.
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