| A1 |
Arms And Legs Grow Inside My Entrails Trying To Grasp My Eyes And Flip Them, Allowing Me To Have A Glimpse Of My Vibrating Unconscious Flesh And Tremendously Acknowledge What We Really Are And What We Are Not |
8:22
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| A2 |
Our Necks Have Finally Grown, Our Fathers Are Ready To Consume Our Bloated Heads, Absorb Our Inflorescent Minds, Spit Our Thoughts Ιnto The Vicious Circle Of Cause And Effect, Force Us To Replicate Ourselves Through Conformity, Plant The Seed And Wait Patienly Till The Necks Of Our Sons Finally Grow, So We 'll Be Ready To.. |
10:33
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| B1 |
Instagram Junkies Engaging Facebook Freaks Melting Into A Digital Monstrosity, Until Their Eyes Get Rid Of Their Lids, Their Faces Get Rid Of Their Skin, Their Stomachs Get Rid Of Their Worries, And At Last An Algorithmic Hush Is All That's Left |
8:23
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| B2 |
There Is No Judge Without A Scaffold As There Is No Mouth Without Teeth / No Profit Without Exploitation, No Masters Without Whips / No State Without Bayonets, No Emancipation Without Violence |
13:21
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