Malfeasance – Retribution

The memories of revolution disappear as the wind shifts But a mighty, reckless, shameless, conscienceless, proud crime--it rumbles in distant thunder And do you not see how the sky grows presciently silent and dark? Propaganda must be by deed: insurrection, assassination, bombing Resignation is death Revolt is life I will never willingly wear the chains of your sacred concepts: Natural Law, Common Humanity, Reason, Justice, The People There is no hope in conditioned morality I deny everything and affirm only myself We can all enter this bitter class struggle We are all ordinary workers, natives We must rise in revolt if we will rise in this world Resignation is death Revolt is life

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026

These open hands that once would have offered forgiveness and even rehabilitation are now closed fists bludgeoning flesh A knife across your throat opens a wide, red mouth forever mute to taunts, to insults, to threats You are nothing, empty, worthless If only it was enough to lock you away in the deepest, darkest hole Swallow the bitterness of my tongue Absorb the nectar of my discharge Feel my hatred crashing down on you like a hammer--caving in your skull, spilling to the floor all that empty rhetoric about art, betrayal, and desire Oh, to string up your naked body like the soulless devil that you are To stab and dismember your hanging form Let the blood rain down and wash away this pointless shame, this unnecessary guilt, this unbearable violation And now decorate the trees with the corpse of past transgression--adornments of vengeance, a forest of abatement, a monument to suffering You are nothing, empty, worthless, a black hole

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jul 09, 2026