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𝕹​𝖔​𝖓 𝕬​𝖗​𝖒​𝖆​, 𝕹​π–š​𝖑​𝖑​𝖆 𝕸​π–Ž​𝖑​π–Ž​𝖙​𝖆​𝖗​π–Ž​π–˜

from 𝕯​π–Š​𝖑​π–š​π–˜​π–Ž​𝖔​𝖓​π–˜ 𝕺𝖛 𝕸​𝖔​𝖗​𝖆​𝖑​π–Ž​𝖙​π–ž by Xenomorph

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Disdain and condescension towards base tools of violence over mastery of self and ones environment. (Newt)

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Screaming crawling scrounging breathing
Mind filled with emotions bleeding
Hope now place for deadly breeding
Down in heaps of refuse kneeling

Younglings played amid these mazes
They now writhe gestation phases
Brother's corpse in bloody pieces
Here I traverse in the faeces

Non
Arma,
Nulla
Militaris!

Screaching clawing hissing seeking
Heart racing & nightmare shrieking
Silence from them dead or sleeping?
Ambience of machines creaking

Subterfuge rewards the patient
Weeks passed without provocation
Forage with quiet infiltration
Shall I be saved from this damnation?

Non
Arma,
Nulla
Militaris!

Crashing, breaching, boasting, swearing
Boots thudding and armour creaking
Guns of metal, lead and greasing
Odds of survival now decreasing

Trained soldiers are now retreating
Caring soul is now repeating
'Wipe them out' in fiery rain
Mankind's greed fucks us again

credits

from 𝕯​π–Š​𝖑​π–š​π–˜​π–Ž​𝖔​𝖓​π–˜ 𝕺𝖛 𝕸​𝖔​𝖗​𝖆​𝖑​π–Ž​𝖙​π–ž, released April 7, 2023

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