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Define us now
We creep inside
Are we ever coming out.
Our withered minds we must explain.
Torn apart and rearranged
Colorblind
We fall silent.

(featuring Cory Von Bohlen of Protestant)

We somehow broke the gavel
before we sentenced this
enslavement to the gallows
agriculture gave us the means
to prosper without death
without this sorry nutrients

mourn its passing, avert your gaze!
the anthropocene era and its ending days
we will shun our fossil traits
our blighted slate, never immaculate

our talon hands left cutting remarks
now weathered, leave coherent scars

we raised the first rib, as a sign of dominion
we placated no god as we devoured our kin
we crawled in the swill, the ignoble race
Incontinent pride, our prevailing trait

our pedagogue! a blind discord!
insatiable violence begets more violence

Spoken word – our consciousness belittles us. Vapid ideals and stagnant ideas have tethered identity to chromosomes
We disparage when we should empower, we are bound by inherent traits, yes! We assume roles of instinct, yes!
But flesh and mind are malleable, formed of nurture and of nature, but disillusioned with traitorous actions
our bodies drawn and quartered by our own fair hands.

when we separate gender, we cut off every nose to spite every face. We sanctify a society that regards
anatomy above ability. Flesh is the most intimate the most personal, liked or loathed it is yours and only yours.
Those who violate it are a product of a society that sanctions and supports constraints around genitalia, fashioned

amalgamation, amino inception
the thriving womb of our forebears

the tireless reach across ocean epochs
the graceful agony of progression

for we have smelted cells
to carve new scales in hide

We masquerade as divided parties
pursue archaic gender roles

deny our own needs, suppress desire
tolerate cruelty above self worth
miopia, wallowing in virulent bacteria

to objectify!

Prepare yourself, to be boarded
Strip yourself, inhale it all.
‘Cause you know, it’s the good life
the right way.
As gradually as darkness
Turns all to gray
All these bright colors
Soon will fade away.

how to communicate a feeling
this empathy with non humans
to feel hatred towards your own kind
for these acts of betrayal

i am sickened by your smiles
and jokes at their expense
belittle rape and slavery

we always reject what is blatantly clear
choosing one life worth more than another

we cannot dare claim civility
when we inflict such suffering

moments of affinity
quickly quashed by abject fear

“From the Stars Above”
Written by Greg Bennick and Alex CF

Humanity , curious and fearful of its own existence
seeking place and purpose, in directions moving endlessly forward
yet side to side dodging inevitable truths
seemingly alone in a vast expanse of nothingness, both outside and within
from birth to death, longing for guidance and security

cajoled by theories
designed to enthrall
simple semantics that bury cognition

stained checkered table cloths
and leather bound dishonesty
teaching our children so they’re able to loath

We turn our heads aloft
We search out patterns
consistencies

When they fail to emerge
we interpret vague notions

vacuous mantric cries!

consider; we are the mouth piece
sensory organs of this universe
the culmination of countless increments
forged in the furnace of disparate stars

consider; we are the cosmos
we are the fabric observing itself
our very nature, deliberation

A female must be pregnant
to produce breast milk.
She will remain pregnant
until unable to conceive

she is then sent to slaughter
the male calves (often) killed for veal
females destined for the same fate

Awake...

in a thick black dream,
caught in a sea,
a shapeless substance,
realizing its existence

with no limbs to move with

Picture yourself,
Our minds in a circle
The conduits lead
from societies mouth.
With this we become
an entity. A color pallette,
wich once consisted of
beautiful bright colors,

Day by day, wonder away
woke up to let you see.
Was born free, from within
won't ever let you be.

Downward smile, crooked eyes
The Freak is alive
Neither passive, nor aside

Why can’t we see? is it the glare that blinds?
[we] can’t comprehend with such facile words
Abstract thought is no grace of man
A trillion lost causes the fate of our effect

Fundamental ideas that we glean
charged to engage with our surroundings
or we are no more just than those now blind by faith

Unfathomable coagulate matter
torrents of aether breach the gulf

emulsion strands, life and fall
roiling vigor, birthing stars

immemorial! consume and condense
what beauty we see in the arc of gas giants

fastidiously coddle these crumbling tenets!
prop up the putrid corpulent prophets!

overlords enamoured with this sense of sanctity
debauched they practice intolerable acts

animate their jaws to spout brittle realities,
shattering as they speak these grave inaccuracies