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PSYCHIC TRANSFERAL
Mrs. Hartevelt, I must insist
Through the neck like a calf
Psychic Transferal
The code in the atrocity;
The provocation of that which started the clock
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FED TO THE WOLVES
There's something dead in the heart of America
A gross infarction completely devoid of any symbolic meaning
Artists and politicians in a circle jerk of semiotics
Fed to the fucking wolves
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FEMINISM ÜBER ALLES
To replace one violence with another;
Bonfire of the vanities (genitals)
Cyproterone:
Jews and Artists
Dianic Fundamentalism
Restoration of moral order
Residue of phallogocentrism;
This is the last time we're cleaning up after you
"The male, like disease, has always existed
And yet, when genetic control is possible..."
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4. |
Robocop - Room 641A
01:27
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ROOM 641A
A thousand points of input
every nerve is screaming
Fission or Fusion
Convergence at a central point
The system of wires withers as parasites rot
Still extended from you
The medium reverses its inclination
Every night I dream my insides are flaking off from radiation
and I'm burning this state to the ground
Keep the gas mask next to the thorazine
Crawl through the fields and watch the globes in formation
Maine is the fucking bastard
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ZAPRUDER FRAME 265
Hand movement describes a circle
Moving slowly outwards
Space defined as lower densities of information
Blurred reduction to geometry
I swear I've seen that face before
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Robocop - Word Virus
04:52
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WORD VIRUS
Clandestine tower of sexual code
The genetic language inscribed
Invocation of the Nam-Shub
A virus the color of the sky above
The language of simultaneity
giving way to venereal network
The extension of the central nervous system
The opening of the legs of the mind
"Manson was clearly a transmitter
of the meta-language, black centipede of symbolism"
We build an ever-evolving maze of Babel
The divergent spell
"Ah, Doctor Austin‚" What do you think of them?
I see there's a war in Hell"
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7. |
Detroit - Pills
00:50
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PILLS
When you said you wouldn’t see us
I believed you
It doesn’t affect me, it leaves me with nothing
Months ago just let go
Like fargo, just chop the bodies, red snow doesn’t stop me ever
Love all you can for the rest of your life
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Detroit - Arizona
00:34
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ARIZONA
What’s your fucking name?
No where, no one
No where, no one, no love
No where, no one, no hope
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9. |
Detroit - Day After Day
02:20
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DAY AFTER DAY
Just color my world with whatever you can find
Blow it across my eyes
Let it plug to die, plus to diesels out with fire, because I had nothing of yours and you have nothing of mine
Plush to make me feel nothing
Nothing at all
Let the bleeding stand tall
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Detroit - Wake Up
00:32
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WAKE UP
Wake up for the last time in your light
Wait for your time of day, when it’ll all fall,
it’ll all fall, out down and out right?
No it’s just a dream
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Detroit - Mules
01:02
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MULES
We work hard, and we take what isn’t ours, like a mule in the field, we must fight for our meals
Get me, get me out of this place and free me from disgrace
But you, you have come from disgrace, from disgrace
Don’t ask why, just pass by
We work hard
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Detroit - Into You
01:49
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INTO YOU (Jennifer Lopez cover, not our lyrics)
You, I’m into you
When I look into your eyes it’s over, hooked
Like a four leaf clover, something that I could not get over
Got me hooked like a love controller
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Detroit - Pusher
01:02
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PUSHER
Break a leg for your dad, burst a lung for your mom
Do us proud
Stand out loud
Sticks and stones are only thrown at strictly non-believers homes
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