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Earning a living out of necessity.
Transcending moral virtuosity, transforming through judgment and punishment; in respect for rule of the sovereign.
Hundreds of bodies for one man, an ordinary career in service to a great demand.
Slow strangulation, the prisoners are condemned to feel every moment of death.
The hangman feels nothing.
This is Justice.
This is a remedy.
This is correcting a wrong.
There is agreement upon a set of rules, what is just and unjust.
There is power, the authority to enforce those rules.
There are the hard things that must be done.
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Hibernal Interregnum
02:39
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glisten, hibernal freeze
white glow
a wintry creeper enveloping life
a pattern of change
a sunset of faith
with darkness, all surroundings of eternal peril
deep silence
the whisper of trees
the cold holds no secrets
voices travel from a distance
taking warmth and light
suspending continuity of day and night
glisten, hibernal freeze
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What have I done?
I can't leave my head
I want—no, I need this.
A giant shadow walks beside me every single day.
There are bones beneath the floorboard.
There is vomit spewing from the undead.
There is having the time of your life.
It's all the time that you need.
Each day is the same as every other day.
Sporadic neuroses ebb and flow into grandiose.
Wavering from horrid concern to wretched bliss and tranquility.
The glutton, the consumer, the addict, the incubus, and the succubus; the excess, the hunger, the obsession, and the indulgence.
The temptation turning from devotion to satisfaction.
A primal urge!
A swarming compulsion like locusts upon the earth, buzzing and tormenting, life-destroying; and I let them in.
What have I done?
Swarming, it's too late now.
Buzzing, I can't leave my head
I have destroyed all that I have.
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Taming the Polity
06:48
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Subversion of community, wholesale of individuality.
The sublimation of human stock like swine and cattle.
The captive bolt stuns the brain to preserve the brain tissue, allowing the abattoir to harvest from the head.
Who oversees order? The supreme facilitates the utmost atrocity through distinction from the other; the willingness to fight and die in dissociation, together against the hostile stranger.
Motivated to lethal intensity of existential conflict.
Asserting superiority through violent enmity.
Self-preservation above otherness; willing to sacrifice everything.
There is nothing—not family, nor fame; no fortune or dignity; there is no life—that is too much to risk in the fight against those who don’t belong.
I’ll witness suffering.
I will commit to atrocity.
I’ll take your family.
Taking a bite of human flesh.
Bury you alive in mockery.
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Garg Normal, Illinois
"Time is a gift, given to you, given to give you the time you need, the time you need to have the time of your life."
Garg is a solo black metal project from Normal, Illinois.
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