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Methodology

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Жанры : post-punk punk metal anarcho-punk hardcore

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has the light become part of the machinery? has the hand become part of the
disease? has the body become the unwilling vessel? hahahaha how
simple to peel
away the skin and cut away the flesh. to discard and dispose or preserve of
brain, vertricle, heart, lungs..to be left with bones... stitching
the pieces of
appendage of directed sight and speech. dictating placement of
footsteps and
embrace. SERVE MY DESTINY SERVE MY PROPHECY SERVE MY FUTURE SERVE
MY FUTURE the
master man maker; twitching the thread of a thigh bone, twisting
the stitch of a
wrist moving toward its destiny... SERVE MY DESTINY/PROPHECY/
FUTURE(2x) beading
the twinkle of an eye to shine on only one truth. casting a lock
of hair meant
to strangle the last bit of hope. YOU ARE THE MASTER YOU ARE
THE DOLL MAKER YOU
ARE THE SLAVE CREATOR string them up to teach them your language
YOU ARE THE
MASTER YOU ARE THE SLAVE CREATOR hahaha an individual with choices
to make you
are not. you merely play into my hands, the web i weave. i twist
you in like a
fly. and you no longer think. and you no longer feel. and this
is the dance you
do. and this is the dance you do. building the confines of trust
and obedience,
housing the weakness of winged spirits and capture the mystery
of otherness. YOU
ARE THE MAN MAKER YOU ARE THE WILL BREAKER YOU ARE THE LIFE TAKER
cage them up
to keep them from falling out of line puppet strings begin to
twist. a master
hand..do you know who i am? SERVE MY DESTINY. SERVE MY PROPHECY. SERVE MY
FUTURE. this garden breeds the yellow pestilence of wicked fingers
at work among
the living. branches are broken for posture and structure of
spineless cloth
sacks of arms and legs and face and neck of the master`s creation.

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