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Follow Other Animals
02:16
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(Samples of cows being herded into a truck) (Sample that says "We must eliminate 90% of the world's population")
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Virtue vitiates the infected ones
Obfuscates the brightest suns
The gas that erodes all masks
The punishment overdue
The signs of bleak times and their symbols of death
The yearning for something new
With silence or words, the instinctive urge
More potent than how its construed
The great culling will eventually manifest physically
The open pits that become graves
The soil that never fills them in
The smell of dead hope amidst laughter and joy
Not long before it all has been
With silence or words, the instinctive urge
Stronger than any sin
Blocked by soil and soot
A sun's rays never reaching the ground
Firestorms come first
Then coldness and darkness all around
Torrents of smoke reduce most to shadow
All became death, all destroyed worlds
No real motive, nothing to unfurl
Only instinct is real
The great culling first manifested philosophically
Not one clear voice in charge
Ideologues, fanatics, and paranoia at large
Scattered across all hearts
Proclivities to discharge
An end that never starts
Instincts of falling stars
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We all desire to smell the blood of a predator that has become prey
Cull
We all pray for satisfaction at the expense of someone in the way
Cull-it hardly weighs on our conscience
We lust for the sight of decay
We lust for the sight of decay
We lust for the sight of decay
We lust for the sight of decay
Entropy
It all festers and rots with the flesh of the gods
It all festers and rots with the flesh of the gods
In accordance with the instincts of those who developed the need
The sickly bodies that first purported the world of belief
We are the falling leaves and the seeds
In accordance with entropy
What to do with the brother born with broken bones?
What, now that the placenta has attracted the beast?
Beasts
His luck not his mother's
He survived the birthing
And it is upon her flesh the monster will first feast
It is upon her flesh the monster will first feast
Cover the smell with dirt, bury the body deep
Put brother out of his misery
Cover the smell with dirt,bury the body deep
Put brother out of his misery
Cull.
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Creatures
01:29
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A lot of these professional mommies, boy, they think there’s nothing better than having a baby. Oh, they think it’s the biggest thing in the world like it’s a big event, having a baby. I call it pumping out a unit. That’s all they’re doing. That’s all they’re doing. Pumping out a fucking unit. Ba-boom. Ba-boom. Like some of them like assembly lines like a factory. Ba-ba-boom. Every fucking year, ba-ba-boom. “Hey, Jeff, want a kid?” Ba-ba-boom. “How about twins?” Ba-ba-boom, ba-ba-boom. Polluting the earth. Polluting the earth with these creatures who have no future. They have no future. Have you pictured what this planet is going to be like in 40 to 50 years? It’s going to be a big smoking ball of shit, a big, smoking, flaming, stinking ball of gaseous shit. That’s what’s going to happen. That’s what’s going to happen. It’s irresponsible to have more than one child. Have one. Have one child, replacement value for yourself, that’s all. Don’t even replace your husband. Don’t replace your husband. No. He’s done enough fucking damage as it is. -George Carlin
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Poisoned Soil
03:51
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I worship entropy
Birds that have fallen, a ghost I can't see
The yearning bestowed by a rotting something
And all its memories
They're not taken lightly
These nightmarish moments of flightlessness
We all dive at the ground in unity
But we never stop there
We repeat(repeat all lyrics)
The ground consumes wings, grows trees that break in the wind
The winds spread disease, strip skin while carrying seed
Somewhere in the cycle the soil is poisoned
And bigger birds make way with their feast
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Cull(1)
06:42
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Made me conflate, made me lie, made me choke out my instincts
Made them ablate, made me deny, made me ashamed to think
Made me indistinct
I watched it grow, survive all attempts to winnow
Then I doubted I could sustain
It wanted my mind, this friendliest of foes
Conquered rationality to corrode my brain
At it's genesis I felt my strongest
I let it in so I had something to play with
Didn't realize its game was conquest
Or that emotion was its scythe
Didn't realize its game was conquest
Or that emotion was its scythe
Moral contortionist
Fervor extortionist
The coldness of nature manifest as benevolence
Empathic diversionist
All metamorphosis uses truth to abort your prevalence
I felt it decrease, forced it to beg of me
But the shame of retreat will make it advance again
A natural state attacking a natural state
The natural state of the animals men call men
Seek a bridge over and under man
We all must cull
To walk free upon this land
We all must cull
Cull
Sample 1-The population of the world is now growing by nearly 80 million a year. One in a half million a week. A quarter of a million a day. Ten thousand an hour. Growing. In this country it's projected to grow by ten million in the next 22 years. All these people, in this country and worldwide, rich or poor, need and deserve food, water, energy, and space. Will they be able to get it?-David Attenborough
Attenborough is sampled over a donkey cull in Australia.
Sample 2-There's only one way to cap a population: By deciding who is able to live, and who, for the good of all, must die.
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We see life support systems breaking down even with 5 billion people.
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Cull(2)
06:07
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Transmit disease
Terminal pregnancies
Bloated bellies filled with enemies-cull the herd
Broken babies of fragility-love deferred
Weakened eyes or knees
Weakened tainted meat
Hammers swing at thee
Strike deficiency
Crippled calves too starved to even eat-cull the herd
Broken bodies with no chance to heal-life absurd
Violent tendencies
Attack without warning
Infirm intellect, sick like rotting flesh-cull the herd
Savage suffering, the dying thresh-death preferred
The ineffective overbreeding, populace increasing
Swarm the earth
Mindsets rotting, poisoned by fear, passing malformed genes
Far too late
Epochs formed with triggers pulled
Instincts warned we'd bred too much
Unconsciousness fill to the brim
Illness swarms-overtakes the breeding pool
Overwhelming underwhelming minds
Violent, anxious, trembling, lead the blind
It is time for the God of spermicide
It is time for the breeze of pesticide
It is time for the cries of ovacide
It is time for the dawn of urbicide
It is time
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Caving Grounds
05:18
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The thing that eats me also dies
Everything a subject to time
Everything but the human mind
Where nothing is a subject of time
The thing that eats me also dies
Strength for a moment in time
I will know his, he will know mine
Prey mentality in my mind
The thing that eats me also dies
With or without my sickness
Everything rots with a quickness
When given an expanse of time
The thing that eats me also dies
Carnivorous is life's intent
He who tastes it can't be content
With starving aside the pride
The thing that eats me also dies(x4)
Consecutive epochs blur at the edges
Morph into each other before falling apart
Remnants build recurrence
Updated versions make versions of ledges
So new models can jump at the start
Landing atop new caving grounds
Coalesced at the center of linear history
Unknowable, untraceable truths
Radiants of recurrence manipulate progress
Put new necks in the old noose
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I, Beast of Prey
10:40
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I, in the stomach of the wolf
Self, in the womb of a dying mother
The void that is your right to happiness
One, as the fruit that has been pulled
Self, in the semen of spiteful fathers
You only want more where you should have less
Your cries unheard by all ears not your own
Annoyance to the one that leaves your bones
Joy, in the shit left on the ground
Safe, as the footprints that reveal your pace
Beast of prey wanted to close in on you
Joy, in the stifling of your last sounds
Smug, as the fear upon your dying face
Beast of prey disregarded what you know
Your cries unheard by al ears not your own
Annoyance to the one that leaves your bones
Right to life ends in death, right to life ends in death
We're all made of meat
Right to life ends in death, right to life ends in death
We all need to eat
Right to life ends in death, right to life ends in death
We're all made of meat
Right to life ends in death, right to life ends in death
We all need to eat
Eat the young
Eat the weak
Eat the animal who protects the meek
Beast of prey
Had his day
Internalized
Creates new ways
Sink into the fact there is a predator at your back
Sink into the fact there is a predator at your back
It eats the young
Eats the frail
And feeds upon the alpha male
Beast of prey
Had its day
Internalized
Creates new ways
Get comfortable with the way you take down your prey
Take down your prey
Your cries unheard by all ears not your own
Your cries unheard by all ears not your own
You've been culled
Again and again
You've been culled
Again and again
You've been culled
Again and again
You've been culled
Again and again
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Shroud of Despondency was formed by Rory Heikkila in the late 1990's.
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