War, downfall and death...The impersonal force of exploitation
grows. Capitalism gets one more ally. With eyes shut your word
falls. Dead reflections. The truth comes through the storm.
Consumed by liberal dominion, you will belong to the empire. The
crack will open amidst the shadows. Blinded by capital. Seduced
by democracy. Now strengthening the hell in flames. A call for
war reflecting your downfall. Fire against darkness. The
productive force against property. One less to question. Empty
the soul guided to the shadow. The gale will bring your defeat.
Blood becomes necessary. The shedding of tears. Following the
first revolutionary act. War on property. Downfall to the State.
Death to its followers.
[add by cOxaO]
