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Learn the system Hate the teachers Preach to the preachers Resurrect the silence Accept Defect Build two hundred mirrors and reflect Upon the crimes we create Eat the putrid Enter the lucid Become gravity Pull the world down Pow…

She Has A Name • Opuss № I

Look at them and learn to feel. Can you feel their futures dwindling? Spiralling? Falling? Faces familiar to my psyche suddenly seem so foreign My eyes shape their futures. What are they? Beautiful? Repulsive? Bodies move towards me…

Faces • Opuss № I

Walk her into the room Shackle her wrists in old iron chains Cover her head in water Tear off her clothes Kneel her before the alter Force her to pray To an imaginary conscience Mention not her name But her race Her religion And her fami…

Bones Like Paper Planes • Opuss № I

Hazardous harpies humiliate the humid environments of hapless and harsh beaches still waiting for slithering serpents to admit to sacrilegious statements and superstitious sayings that slyly stay in the minds of bell-ringers. Admittedly th…

Chaos Descends • Opuss № I