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Pain and Absolution
03:50
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(Is there ever absolution without pain?)
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Protect Me
02:04
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who will protect me from the protectors and who will save me from the saviours when every question they call sedition answer with a billy club, stroking their erection/ who will save me from the boys dressed in blue, making lots of noise baton to the face, you’re a fucking disgrace better stay down and know your place/ who will save me from intimidation from violent reprisals for exercising freedoms losing records falsified reports say scum like you deserve this and more/ who will save me from the lies to keep up statistics now thought’s a crime nothing is said nothing is done left in a cell
to die alone/ who will protect me from the protectors and who will save me from the saviours when every question they call sedition answer with a billy club stroking their erection
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World Media Murder
02:42
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slaughtered children bloodbath city C.N.N sponsored world war monstrosity/ every nation under one lens we're here for money not to condemn -de-humanize the slaughter of innocents Pulitzer prize for lists of casualties star studded files for any atrocities world media murder front page insanity- life and death use bodies as pawns/ detached from life in a ratings war/ the death of nations on the front page with celebrity weddings that all look the same -de-humanize the
slaughter of innocents Pulitzer prize for lists of casualties star studded files for any atrocities world media murder front page insanity- photograph the slaughtered children/ make your money from every one/ dripping gore embedded in their minds/ kick start careers watching land mines
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Digital S[k]in
05:06
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technological advancement evolution of the species hybrid human machines fully designer foetuses/ conceived in perfection from technologies womb perceived imperfections fix or abort it’s up to you -we turn and we die we are the last of the line through playing god with our new breed we have made ourselves obsolete- cost effective perfectly stable human genome two point four take no chance with your precious child more custom features than ever before/ we plant the seeds of our own uncreation it’s the dawning of a brand new age a new kind of human a new kind of being totally new kind of race -we turn and we die we’re the last of the line through playing god with our new breed we have made ourselves obsolete- we stand upon the edge of creation in the fire our souls are burning/ no escape and no salvation trapped inside our digital skin
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