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More than 200 years…

call it the modern age..

it’d be better to call it the era of consumption…

there is nothing new,

and even slavery is always the same

you just chose to industrialize it.

I’M FILLED

WITH RED ICE,

MY VEINS ARE BLOOD STALACTITES.

MY HEART STILL BEATS

BUT SPILLS JUST HATE AND SORROW

THE MODERN DEATH MACHINE CRUSHES ANIMALS AND MEN, TRANSFORMING US ALL

INTO PROFIT PRODUCTS

THERE ARE …

TOO MANY FUCKING GRAVES …

FILLED WITH…

DEAD HOPES.

THE LORD WITH MONEY STILL FORCES US TO COMMIT SUICIDE

OR PROUDLY MAKES US

BECOME SELLERS OF DEATH

O HOMEM É CRUEL

PARA ISSO NÃO HÁ CURA

A MODERNA MÁQUINA DA MORTE ESMAGA ANIMAIS E HOMENS,

TRANSFORMANDO A TODOS NÓS

EM PRODUTOS LUCRATIVOS

EXISTEM … problemas GRAVES DEMAIS…

THE MAN IS CRUEL

FOR THIS THERE IS NO CURE