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the clinic sits in every block slicing cunts for wealth
stealing our autonomy, shaming the ways our bodies act.
pathologizing any who try find their own health
to accept our ways would take to much, so they slaughter us instead
cut our clitoris, still we fuck in your ashes
slice our foreskins, still we fuck in your ashes
remove our uterus, still we fuck in your ashes
society will never atrophy our desire
Hysterical violence, depressive fucking binges
in the alleys our wetness waits to be sucked
depressive violence, hysterical fucking binges
tied down, turned around the anus is the commune
Factories of every kind hiding deep within the city
stealing time from every day, filling us with nothing
our sex is lost to tiredness, our pleasure lost to work
tearing desire away from us, commodifying sexuality
Hysterical violence, depressive fucking binges
in the alleys our wetness waits to be sucked
depressive violence, hysterical fucking binges
tied down, turned around the anus is the commune
pass the poppers, the anus is the commune.
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Red Blue Suffocation Cum
01:25
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Blue are the lights flashing,
Blue in the skin I wish you did have,
i'll fuck you in the gut my strap on dripping blood,
you fall to the ground the pavement meets your head.
red cum stains fill the streets
blood soaked silicon fucks new holes
a blunt in my hand my anus loosing up
i'll drag you to the piss tubs at the bottom of jackhammer,
piss on your corpse, die pig die.
red cum stains fill the streets
burn in ecstasy, i still remember the way you smell.
kill cops smoke weed
piss, blood, suffocation, cum
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Woolf's Bloodied Cunt
02:09
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Marsha's wet mouth where the river collides, comes from the cunt that was never realized
a river of sorrow buried you alive, as they called you a faggot and left you to die.
slick wet thighs tell no truth,
the patriarch diffused its soul within our being, continued through its death in every worded breath
wolf found dead by the river
marsh killed out by the river
Woolf sits alone imprisoned in her words, pulled from this world beneath the rivers tide
the angel bleeds out breast laid bare, the house is asunder and the stones laid aside.
slick wet thighs tell no truths
the patriarch diffused its soul within our being, continued through its death in every worded breath
wolf found dead by the river
marsh killed out by the river
Cream white breast, breast dark as night,
a body and its yearning, yearning amongst the real
suicide communiques communicate domination,
these bodies are our grave graves beneath the tide.
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Penile Autopsy
02:07
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no sleep til that man is found drag that rapist out of town
deep inside the deepest woods, this will be our operating room
dull knife crusted in old blood, slice that cock away from him.
bury him bellow the earth, our voices scream filled with mirth
what he took we will take back
penile autopsy
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cum sprays in the dirt
the thorns pushed in your back
the bushes fill with moans
the air is thick, and wet
flashlight through the dark
broken branches underfoot
pigs with tusks tear up the roots
running, blood, streaking, cuts
chorus
Their lights flash in the night, we run through the woods. cuts adorn us, as we fly to the beach. scream are heard as comrades fall, mouthfuls of cunt now lapping up the air. into the water we swim to hide.
smoke in the sky, creating shadows on the city, cop cars burn, flipped, and left. the pigs scream as we fight in the street
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Freddy Perlman's Cock
02:28
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Dionysian Orgy
03:27
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