Heirs to Thievery

We process the facts, and choke on the math Yet we can't come to terms with ourselves Gorge belly up to the table of wants It's "all you can eat", after all! Embracing extinction, what higher form of life Destroys his creations? ...how far we've come to fall Diet of all things, consumption run amok Dionysian days undone We open the earth, to shit in our graves We rest on our laurels attained Bacchanal feasts, long out of date For two-legged beasts unrestrained Embracing extinction, what higher form of life Destroys his creations? ...how far we've come to fall Diet of all things, consumption run amok Dionysian days... undone

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Roll forth the dice, the hourglass tipped Conformity reigns, soon enough the hammer hits Imagination crushed, where brilliance once thrived Predictably they'll serve, as worker bees beneath the hive Assembly-line indoctrination Like heads of cattle herded home Some might call them pioneers Reality would call them drones Funneled out fast, from classroom to career Disciples at play, so bland, yet so sincere Pharmacy-fueled, cavorting as fake friends Whittled down dull, to shallow, uncreative ends Work, play and reproduction The three pronged trident-spear Impaling deep in wisdom's head How quickly youth can disappear Atrophy as institution... dead Siphon the lifeblood, extract the untapped Children resolved to uninspired epitaphs Follow their footsteps, vomit their concepts Thrown out the front door, fed off to the waiting wolves Refine their tunnel vision, the best is left unseen Usher their role as ciphers, tin soldiers bound to the machine Racing to the end... Salivating tongues, lycanthropic scents Detect their future pawns, managers and malcontents Open doors shut, the canopy is caved Servility enshrined, next stop: the open grave

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Bring out your dead... Call of the carrion crow, civilized man had no friend Whale of the silent sea, the ocean is yours, they've left it empty Hawk and the emerald dove, soar and sail on wings above Across halcyon streams, to a place where madmen once would dream Cast your senses, to another world Back a millennia, another time when Savage squatters, remade the earth And Gaia screamed As she was raped Then after, thereafter, she took revenge Rusting towers, roots spreading Asphalt cracking, under live oak Vines entangle, the shells they once called their homes Termination, billions composted Germination, merged cadavers into peat Resurrection, food for the earthworms Fertilizing dead sward in turn Solitude, sacrosanct, as Gaia speaks through whip-poor-wills at first daybreak Propagation, feces and flesh fructify Sown asunder, corpses blended with the soil Transmutations, spill forth from Gaia's womb Life comes screaming, overdue, on a landscape free of man Beasts of a broken line, fill the void on silent earth Heed the carrion call... rebirth

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Disseminating myths upon a passive youth Lets look back upon, some long-enshrouded truths Where fables often tell, of tyrannies undone As good guys all wear white, and wars are always won Sweep away the dust from books carved so clean Glaring, stark omissions, rapacity unseen What of foul deception? Treaties gone ignored? Unjust annexations, and rough-riding hordes? Why prevaricate? Heirs to Heirs to Heirs to thievery Heirs to Heirs to Heirs to thievery From Grande to St Lawrence, a nascent power heaved Monroe Doctrine, Manifest Destiny decreed Push to the Pacific, across the open sea Eliminate the natives (and leave them a museum!) Expansion had an engine - the slavery of man From Cuba to Manila, we solidified our plan Den of fucking thieves Heroes, dripping out from texts as gods Liars, fueling fables, taught as axioms

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

On your knees, look at yourself, a corporation cog with a head No original thought, a product of things, that consume your will And define your dreams When you were young, you took on the world Remember how you'd laugh and sing? You've replaced it all with an IRA, internet porn, and a job you hate Spectator on your own life Watching and cheering goodbye Sinking into endless night Serving your slave design Giving in without a fight Passion resonates no more A goal that never comes in sight Til they close the coffin door Fenced-in yard, flat screen on the wall Books on the shelf, you never have read Suburban right turn, amassing your wealth A middle-class pawn, in love with himself Lock the doors, set the alarm Another weekend, alone in your head The kids are out drunk, the wife's in bed Pop a few pills to forget again Spectator on your own life Watching and cheering goodbye Sinking into endless night Serving your slave design Giving in without a fight Passion resonates no more A goal that never comes in sight Til they close the coffin door Inside your homemade prison, an average life lived and died Rules deftly followed Boss' ass, firmly kissed Bound in by possessions ...And overpowering emptiness

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

The illuminaught sharpening ubiquitous blades Sycophants turning their knives Conflating the past to the present Deadbeat dregs dragged to a master plan It's written on cuneiform tablets Your trapped within their daily madness The final solution Illuminaughts Illumination Push the pen Conscious now So, push the pen Through the centuries Through your grandfather's blood Conflating the past to the present Sacred bonds perpetuate a master plan Cuneiform tablets The daily madness The final solution Illuminaughts Illumination Right at the start, tentacles of ritualized fear tame your cognition From birth, right from the start, illumination shaped your paradigm A relationship based on manipulation Tapping into your mind Fear ritualized to control Fear ritualized to control Cuneiform tablets The daily madness The final solution Illumination

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

So steadfast in reinforcing the myth Of a sovereignty so fictitious They're in your home now spreading disease Our nation slogging down on wounded knees ...Until they're dead Battalions built on a mountain of lies Talking heads, eloquent deception Superseded and set aside We watch the hills as they enter and then divide We saw it We bought it From severed to delivered The invasion has been Predevised to pacify, and redefine I can't hear them And I won't listen To lie frozen and slowly fade into the black The seventh cavalry has arrived to divide our reservations Deaf ears to decide To open fire, no compromise Bleak Dakota, in a crimson snow A ghost dancer, in a grave unknown Off in the wind, their shots resound As we become, one with the ground I can't hear them And I won't listen To lie frozen and slowly fade into the black

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Disembodied, our consciousness Explodes and fragments, into streams of sleek illusion Our ambitions, they intertwine Across these wires, where imagery and circuitry Conceive your dreams inseparable from mine One part desire, and one part capital, fuel delusion For all these pointless things we'll never need Glaring façades, fade to mirage, coaxing in culture benign Hunting for bliss, yet none can exist, where no wit nor wisdom thrives Soma-sedate, running in place, dimensions compressing with time Dreaming in code, sleeping awake, spiraling into an endless night A plague of objects, ephemeral, hallucinations, consensual... invite them in Feeding online, absent of mind, a chorus of billions thrive Drifting away, cascade and fade, where desire comes pre-made Click and delete, end and repeat, no world beyond that door Troll and evade, lurk and persuade, the worst you'll find's an error 404 A plague of objects, ephemeral, hallucinations, consensual ...Invite them in... let them build your castles in the air Through deserts dry hypnotic, the dreams of man will crawl Parched with thirst and dying, into waiting corporate claws Youth flows here forever, from fountains spewing terabytes Why believe in heaven, when all that's solid melts to air in life?

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

You're lost in their gluttonous agenda Built on foundations of sand Their tides wash away your perspective The mouth that feeds forces the hand More, more is what you need And none, fucking nothing is what you get You're gone as you stare at it blindly They've got you numb to the bone So pure, praying hard with your head in the sand Baptized in the fucking glow Broke, impoverished You're less than human You're captivated You're taken captive The wolves have pulled their wool over your eyes Currents The density of current affairs Colliding in the vastless sky The ebb and flow of balance Of wealth Alive The magnitude of planets In your personal life You live a life You fucking lose

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Flushed from the fields on the Malian steppe Carved out from wombs that our fathers beset As giants we sleep, where hopelessness ends An UN statistics, we're counted and fed Children of war, hunger, and filth Dragged through the dust in our misery Where you won't be seen alive... In diamond mines, on textile looms As cocaine mules, and prostitutes... we don't exist They take us young, borders be damned From Bangkok to Juarez, on Sahara sands Nameless and dead, on frontiers forlorn We hate, loathe, and curse the day we were born On and on, we're taken More lives, forsaken Fuck you, you maggot, harvester of human traffic So few, aware So few, will care Pray on, here after, where no god will ever answer

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

I'm trapped in silence Before a setting sun Across horizons To where your bodies burn Erasure No pressure A smoldering western sky There is now no confusion Your lies that told no lies I cannot resurrect the living whom have died El dia de los muertos, dia de los muertos Or lay to rest the dead that are alive El dia de los muertos, dia de los muertos An empty vessel, empty persona Contrived Borra la memoria Rehuye al traidor Sin remordimiento ni rencor Cara a cara con la realidad Cara a cara con la realidad One day Remembrance And celebrate an end To "friends" That I will Remember to forget I cannot resurrect the living whom have died El dia de los muertos, dia de los muertos Or lay to rest the dead that are alive El dia de los muertos, dia de los muertos An empty vessel, empty persona Contrived

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025