Buried, myopic pretensions. Quickly close the hurried and hopeless intentions. Exposed are the bloody appendages of justice

Entrust all our purpose and spirit and riches in these bloody baldheads

This is a world-wide thing. 5 billion units of production

X amount of hollow corpses with no function but to Eat. Buy. Die, Hate

All isms, all states, and all schisms are formed to lock us all in one prison of 3x3 to 10/2 pursuing the hurried path to all ruin

As we Eat, Buy, Die, Wake Then Procreate

What prey for the predators. Their bloodlust quenched by our regret

This frail and crippled, wicked, miser clothed by the veil of ignorance

What painful pomp and circumstance. Such self-aggrandized temperament

This quasi-regal posturing. Like fodder for the insolent

Smash the facade of this infallible God

The Horatio Alger amalgam of odd, grim fairy tales and religious remembrance, messianic visions, and slothful decadence

Leveraging governance of the mind in our hands. Exhume what's left of the blessed tomb

YOUR HIDEOUS LIES ARE CONSUME BY THE EARTH

A storied past

CREATION OF A FLACID NARCISSIST

Anchorage

IN FALSE PRETENSES AND TRANSPARENT DREAMS

Crimson lips

HALLMARKS OF THE GRAND VOMITORIUM

Everything's more than simple, a flawless symbol

Hedged in this hospice of hope (prose), apostles oppose

Franklin and Washington, Grant Jackson a soul. Over and over but yet never again

Illegal business controls America

To be exact it's illegal practice controls the atlas until it collapses

So we Eat, Buy, Die, Hate

It's time to wear treason as a badge of honor and declare reason the new flag we honor

Or swear by currency that currently is fake

So we Eat, Buy, Die, Take

Make sure the Markets Open

The masses sing an Orphan Opus

At least we have Heavy Pockets

Did the true Prophets Profit

NO JUSTICE WITH MARKETS NO SUBSTANCE WITH PROFITS. OUR TRUSTED, OUR WELFARE. THE PROCESS TO END IT