Правление нелюди, The Reign of Inhumanity

"Кормчий" кормит Ложью. Страхом
Отдаётся в черни Ложь.
Пусть идёт и дальше прахом
Всё вокруг — МЕНЯ! не трожь!!!




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Нарывы "родины"

"Отчизне" посвятив порывы,
Не сможем мы прорвать НАРЫВЫ:
В ней бараньё "живёт счастливо",
Когда в достатке хавчик, пиво.

Нарывы Лжи, Маразма, Страха.
Всем "посвящённым" край "наш" — плаха.
Палач — дебил, их большинство —
Отсюда ТВАРЕЙ торжество.



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Партизаны как бараны —
И в отряде фашизм сраный:
Комиссары всех достали.
Между двух огней пропали.




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Правление нелюди

"Кащей бессмертный" правит миром,
А Ложь и Страхи как секира
Его. Мерзоты торжество
Сплошь убивает Естество:
Духовной Сущностью ты был,
А днесь — упавший в Грязь дебил.


Варианты последней строки.
А днесь — упавший ниц дебил.
А днесь — склонившийся дебил.




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Кина не будет, и не в блуде
Закончишь ты смешные дни:
С мирком позорным в Ад прибудешь.
В чан, если "умный", в топку — пни.



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Жду приказа: лже-зараза
Или новая война —
И не будет Злу отказа,
Так как мы достигли ДНА. 




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Корень Зла — мирок козла,
Что зациклен на себе.
В нём душа на нет сошла —
Лишь инстинкт в тупом рабе.




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Сверх-терпение Уродства —
Обречённости основа.
Верить, бздеть, ну а бороться
Только с "ближним" — за... ОКОВЫ.
Деньги — главными из них.
Также "славу" любит псих.
"Славный" — главный пидарас,
Ведь исполнит он приказ
Тьмы любой, чтобы гурьбой
Почитаем был. Как сбой
Зла Системы честный-умный —
Для народца он безумный.





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In Hell’s Own Cauldron

Cheburashka, crocodile,
Parents raising fools in style;
School defiled the years of youth —
What a legacy of truth.

Then the college grind begins,
Drilling facts into your skins;
Few emerge without a scar
From the slave-world known as “career.”

And for those who dream and create,
There’s another boiling fate:
There the devils take the stage —
Idiots, the strength of rage.

This slave order, fascist-flavored,
Has for centuries enslaved us;
Feeding all on lies and slime,
Twisting truth through space and time,

Crushing thought and killing Soul.
Listen long enough to the troll,
And half the work is already done:
Add some Fear — and you’ve got a moron.

Little by little, he will lose
What remains of Soul to abuse;
Then it fades, and time completes
The process as existence bleeds.

Half-dead creatures, day by day,
Turn to corpses on the way.
Such’s the world: whatever’s strange
Gets thrown into the pit of deranged —

Fears and nonsense, fools around,
Grinding every strength to ground;
“Knowledge” means a feast of lies,
Letters fed to empty eyes.

Man becomes a mere device,
An instrument in evil’s vice —
In the fever of submission,
For the monsters’ reproduction:

Making copies of their kind —
Mean, contemptible, debased,
Little bastards, twisted, blind,
Born from Hell’s own human waste.



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Waiting for the Word

Waiting for the next command:
False disease — or war at hand.
Evil’s call will face no “No” —
We have reached the bottom low.



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No Show, No Escape

No movie, no affair will save
You from your merry little days;
With this disgraceful world you’ll brave
The gates of Hell — and meet its blaze.

And if you call yourself “wise” —
Into the cauldron! Take the plunge!
No clever words, no alibis:
The furnace waits. So shove and lunge!



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The Root of Evil

The Root of Evil: a world of the self,
Where nothing exists but the ego’s own wealth.
The Soul has withered, vanished away —
Only blind instinct commands the prey.



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The Helmsman Feeds the Lie

The Helmsman feeds us Lie by Lie,
And Fear makes all the rabble cry.
Let everything around me rot —
Just leave ME out! Touch me NOT!!!



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The Boils of the Motherland

We dedicate our strength and drive
To “Motherland” — yet boils survive.
The sheep are “happy,” fat and fed,
With beer and plenty of daily bread.

Boils of Lies, of Fear, of Madness —
Our “homeland” grants the doomed no gladness.
The hangman’s but a mindless brute;
And fools are marching in pursuit.

The idiots rule — they’re everywhere.
And thus the monsters triumph there.



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Partisans Like Rams

Partisans behave like rams,
Fascist filth infects their camps.
Commissars have had their way —
Caught between two fires, they sway.



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The Reign of Inhumanity

The Deathless Tyrant rules the earth,
While Lies and Fears proclaim his worth.
His axe — they serve his bloody tool;
His reign of filth devours the whole.

It crushes Nature, Soul, and Grace,
And leaves a wasteland in their place.
You once were Spirit, proud and free —
Now sunk in filth, a fool you’ll be.



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Farewell, Cretinism!

“It’s dull and sad…”
— Mikhail Lermontov, 1840


Not “dull and sad” —
But sickening, dire;
Madness and Lies, Fear and filth,
Liars feed the fire.

The steps of the Stupor
Grow faster each day;
Decay has gone over the limit —
CowID and war pave the way.

Worst of it all —
There’s nowhere to flee;
No exit from Hell,
No way to break free.

Thus anxiety haunts us,
As trapped as can be:
Forever in Hell —
Forever unfree.

With “spiritual” nonsense
The simpleton copes;
“Normal” madmen busy
With saving their hides and their hopes.

But the Sensitive, Thinking,
Can see no release:
A mad little world
Where the Spirit must cease.

The slaughter of Spirit —
The monsters’ great art.
And Hope is a loophole
In an idiot’s heart.

“Abandon all hope!”
Accept Calculation.
The ignorant miss it:
The Sun grows in creation.

Set your own process
Of reckoning in motion;
Break free from the pressure
Of beasts — and remain

A human in Spirit,
Not skin wrapped in hide;
Forget “making a living”
In the Sewer worldwide.

For only by taking
The Light as your guide,
Can it strike at the Hell
Where Delusions reside —

Can its cataclysm shatter
The lies of the night,
And Hell itself crumble
Beneath growing Light.

So shatter those lies —
Let the false world fall!
Farewell, you vampires!
Farewell, Cretinism — all!



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Super-Tolerance for the Grotesque

Super-tolerance for ugliness
Builds the throne of our helplessness.
Trust, be scared — but never fight
Power’s chains with all your might.

Money is the first of these;
The “glorious” fool obeys
Every dark command he hears.

Any order, foul or vile,
He will serve with grin and smile,
Just to bask before the crowd,
Be admired, applauded loud.

But the honest, thinking mind,
In this System, is maligned:
What should be its saving grace
Makes it “mad” before the base.



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Economic Cattle

A vulgar spell leads all who bow
Along the paths of servitude;
Lies and Fear above them now
Crack like whips on human brood.

Half-cattle sell themselves for scraps,
Believing ancient, stupid lies;
Like beggars rummaging through trash,
With empty pockets, vacant eyes.

And yet, within this “free” domain,
They call themselves “free citizens.”
Their “minds” and souls are targets in
A shooting range of fools and sins.

They only feel the blows that land
Upon the wallet — that they know;
But freedom slips right through their hands,
And prison bars complete the show.

With God’s own Spark — but few remain;
A lucid mind is rare in Night.
Satanic darkness rules the plain,
The Devil’s hand is left and right.

Yet toss them one convenient bone —
And fools will swallow anything.
The madhouse turns into a zone
Where “safety” is the cage they cling.

The fire of Lies, like napalm rain,
Burns every road, each sign and trace,
Toward a Digital Global Pen —
A Worldwide Barnyard for the race.

Only a world-shaking Cataclysm
May save what’s left of Spirit’s flame;
For stronger still, through all the prism,
The Sun is rising all the same.

The Earth grows light, the shadows flee —
The filth is blown from sky and ground.
The cattle pen shall cease to be.
The Spirit lives. The Sun is found.





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