i fell through the hair of the world
and landed in a nest soaked in the semen
of a thousand vampire gods
and in the center was an egg that had emerged from the ass of a
drunken filthy bum
then an angel came by and devoured us all with its
with its vagina hose it sang
it sang the words that allowed us to enter a chamber of absolute purity
in that chamber i saw into the hearts of all men
and learned the names of all the angels
which spoken in succession is the name of God;
and at that moment the shit egg hatched
and the demon inserted his hand through my skull
and put a single finger into each of my eyes.
so with all the the power of heaven
and all the desires of hell
i prepare for battle
against the world from which i fell
so don't fuck with me because
i know the name of god.
praise be to the ship that sank
and lost our minds
the wording of the contract is how we lead our lives
up in smoke and down with god
we drink blood from our cunts and shine
Listening to this a few years on, Chapter 319 feels almost melancholic, a reminder of the time where police abolition had nearly mainstream appeal. The tracks still make me furious at the bullshit cops continue to get away with. dninemfive
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