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Victor of Contempt
02:49
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I assert contempt!
Bring me your own head
Lost through caitiff temper
Shameful, dismayed march
To appease your better
Through hatred of your actions
Through scandal and upset
Through humiliation
I, victor of contempt
Through forced acrimony
Through steep abhorrence
Through your degradation
I, the victor of contempt
And I assert contempt!
Play the constant victim
You, the aggressor
Storm cloud altercation
Clime of rancor
Now cower, low, sky you’ve rent
Here lies no shelter, under this torrent
CONTEMPT!
Cloudburst of malice, impulsive tempest
CONTEMPT!
Punish the callow through hateful salvo
CONTEMPT!
Curtain of fire, skyfall of ire
CONTEMPT!
Distemper, through temper, and error
CONTEMPT!
Face now this fusillade of terror
CONTEMPT!
Your woeful boasts have wrought this
Incursion, as guerdon, for your gaffe
CONTEMPT!
Swift, abrupt expression of my wrath
CONTEMPT!
Your glass walled fortress smashed
Strike! Counterstrike. Strike. Strike of spite.
Spite! Counterspite. Spite. Strike despite spite.
Through this your blunder
Through this you hate your self-hate
Through this you have renounced too late
Too late. To disown this gross erratum.
Of this, you are weaver of fate.
For this fanfaronade and aversion
Face this, I am reaper of this hate.
I, reaper of hate.
Hate, begat of hate.
Hate which you create.
Now too late.
For your adverse fate.
Fate begat of hate.
Now too late.
Too late to be spared all of my hate and just contempt.
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2. |
Insolent Derision
01:27
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Insult with arrogance
Such unjust contempt
Sanctioned disrespect
Cost for non offense
I am insolent
Repaid arrogance
Contempt for contempt
Returned impiety
On baseless obloquy
And canting critique
With ignominy
Face just reckoning
For glass-house calumny
I am insolence
Self righteous in your scrutiny
Social approved insecurity
Degrade standards with your hectoring
All for short-lived self- aggrandizing
A hate for those who make you hate yourself due to your self-hatred
Reinforcement of conformity
Authorized by society
Self-approbation through censoring
I deride you so insolently
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3. |
Lower God Bias
02:41
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Judged and forlorn by the views and beliefs of this godhead
Non-clemency in the eyes and the heart of this judgment
Laws upon laws for the cause of the gods
With their flaws full bared claws, prejudice harkens death of due process
Self-centered end in disguise without guise from the public
Bold selfish ties, bald faced lies, hand in hand with injustice
Obdurate kind, only crime is to question this
Subjective loss, at your cost, from this lower god bias
Chattel of law, you are rank, you are file
Magistrate lord, decree horde, with this lower god bias
You are so rank, you are null, you are not but filed
Perjure self with your decree
Bless yon peons with deceit
Substantiate your beliefs
Debauched creed flown
Flown halfway up the mast of law
Decumbent ensign of your flaws
For single minded deities
Multi faced identities
Ego trip totality
Bottommost creed
Misapply authority
Shirk responsibility
Prostitution of duties
Bottommost creed
The lowest of low gods
Judged and forlorn by the views and beliefs of this godhead
Non-clemency in the eyes and the heart of this judgment
Self-centered end in disguise without guise from the public
Bold selfish ties, bald faced lies, hand in hand with injustice
Laws upon laws for the cause of the gods
With their flaws full bared claws, only crime is to question this
Subjective loss, at your cost, from this lower god bias
Chattel of law, you are rank, you are file
Magistrate lord, decree horde, with this lower god bias
You are so rank, you are null, you are not but filed
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Groupthink now defining truth
Numbers decide what is fact
A fused voice fortitude
Invoked through a throng-faced pact
Through packs your substitute
For all of the facts you lack
A hidebound, multitude
Obsessed and devoid of tact
Where now lies your truth?
This horde brings beatitude
Beyond multitude
What empowers you?
Thick and blunt falsities
Made just by nods of the many
Avow your faith and belief
Through mass certainty
A lack of cognizance
Does not null dispute
Your grouped ignorance
Does not equate to truth
Your voice is influenced
Your voice is hesitant
Your voice is uncertain
Your voice is not truth
Your voice is reasonless
Your voice is fallacious
Your voice is delusive
Your voice is not truth
Your voice is sophistic
Your voice is counterfeit
Your voice is simulant
Your voice is not truth
Your voice is unfounded
Your voice is ungrounded
Your voice is invalid
Not truth
Not truth
Now swayed through force
This is coercion
You have renounced thought
For assurance
Certitude in exchange for your doubt
Emboldened by group affirmation
Gospel now yours to enforce upon all
Authority gained by agreement
Bullying those not complying with you
Reward for your renunciation
Subservient now to one thought of a group
Conformance brings confirmation
This untruth
Accepted, yet groundless
This untruth
Is law
This untruth
Rules zealots and skeptics
This untruth
Rules all
This untruth
Is fervid and thriving
This untruth
A fraud
This untruth
Elation through accord
This untruth
Is false
Your truth is minimal
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5. |
Deadpan Fatalism
01:33
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I see it in your face, this destinism
I see it in your eyes, this stoic vision
An impassive, still demeanor in response to cataclysm
Through this, accept your fate, foreordination
A calm, aloof embrace of condemnation
Assent to an edict of this total ruin with bland deference
A meek idle stance
Comply
In face of tragic end
Now die
Impulse deadened to survival and persistence
A procession through the path of least resistance
The fatal deadpan act is that of digging your own grave
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6. |
Feast of Unlived Days
02:14
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Always famished for life’s indulgence
Be the glutton for grandeur and praise
Through the ardor and success of others
You bring nothing, yet fill up your plate
Eat well now this banquet of lost dreams
Repast of the corpulent dead
Gourmand of all traits you are lacking
To face up to your life left unsaid
Now lament the future that can’t be
Due to your imperfect past
But whose past is perfection?
Your excuse not to fast
Always famished for life’s indulgence
Be the glutton for grandeur and praise
Through the ardor and success of others
You bring naught but your own unlived ambitions. Full with nonfulfillment.
Swollen from deeds
Which were never achieved
A refection of needs
Never to be conceived
You have grown fat on your lack of self-worth
Feasting upon unlived days
You are obese while yet so unfulfilled
Feast upon these days
You have grown fat on your lack of self-worth
Feasting upon unlived days
You have grown fat on all these days
Once you have feasted on days never lived
Sleep, procrastinate
For there is no time for aspirations
You feast on days
You feast on these days
Swollen from deeds
Which were never achieved
A refection of needs
Never to be conceived
And with ardor you feed
Adipose in your grief
Unrealized reverie
Never once to achieve
What you’ve come to believe is your life
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“A dead soldier. A shrieking woman. The recorded images of a heart at peace. Art is optimistic. Suffering is justified as
soon as it becomes the raw material of beauty. I am not at peace: I don’t want to find justification for the sufferings I see.”
Jean-Paul Sartre, Iron in the Soul
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