The Sightless

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Whatever reason, the animosity within you brain will alter your notion. The fact remains we're all the same. The piercing holds, the tolls left branded on your face. The same look of disgust that you portray, shimmers back across the crowded plain, from me to you. I hope that the day will come when you can feel the eyes rest upon your spine. The weight of shackles binding you down, keeping you where you belong. Look up. Parity and the simple signs of trust, humility's forsaken, too vain for so long. For peace, ability oversee, to at least have the decency to muzzle a word. And with the hope that we see a day, where the shade of your face, and the name of your race, will be a concept that we don't understand. Without desire to change, we will never get the chance to. Until that time, I won't settle for less. Let's erase what is left of them, a staple to a future man. Fill their empty hearts with a cesspool of spit that we collect from every nigger, fag, and kike. We fade away into aggression, to spite, to hopeless sense fighting back to say no less. Open up your confined taste in blank morale. You hinder all, no progress, no prevention.

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from Bitter Hand of Judgment, track released January 1, 2012

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