European Tour Demo

by Iskra

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Nihil 03:51
What is our Meaning? What is our purpose? Morals and values contrived systems used to control and invent realities realities made for us, not buy us Social standards and values supporting what? People fragmented, damaged severed bonds, no community devalued, controlled like the stillness of death, humanity has been levelled meaning has been removed, a powerless life a walking dead population who refuse to become themselves replacing theism, ‘truth’, and knowledge mad leaders had provided for us a ‘meaning’ for life but it was false, full of deceit something we can overcome, or succumb to we have the choice to build our own worlds unfettered by ‘belief’ think of the world that could be to succumb to the present condition is to give up a chance a chance to grasp our own meaning, our own lives the will to nothingness is under control of the world that is there are other ways of being than what has been offered our communities, our resources, can define our existence free our action from unitary paranoia develop action, thought, desire juxtaposition, proliferation, not a subdivision, nor hierarchization
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Der Einzige 03:24
Individual governance over external determinants no submission to the group or the will of the pigs our will over external control our will over ideological structures reject revolution, the group and mass control outmoded structures that incapacitate our will abolish the institutions of what is called society which has stolen from all and turned it over to the few no-systematic association we have no political calling we live our lives without politics and laws postulate morality turning into nations hells reject multiplied needs, imposed desires we don’t work a vile labour for an unimagined satisfaction nor sacrifice ourselves to exterior idols country, king, religion, race these systems have destroyed entire peoples driving over the bones of the dead through our own power renewing relations transforming desire into affirmative action through your own power reclamation of the will reject revolution the group, mass control outmoded structures that incapacitate our will abolish the institutions of what is called society which has stolen from all and turned it over to the few through experience and exploration the individual creates reality themselves transitory without compromise
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Illégal 04:34
Why do you wait for the liberal masses? Why wait for their ‘popular’ movements? Why wait for the ‘revolution’ or ‘collapse,’ or and other devotional fantasy? And the others? Trivial, brutal they will march, march again towards death, without knowing why vulgar, void of thought I saw their world; full of deception leave them to stagnate while we push, we will push on I saw their world; poisoned, wasted I saw their world; populated with the living dead Whose liberty? Whose equality will you live by? Any sacrifice will be by our hand not for anyone, for any order! Our critique will instigate practice - we will never ask We withdraw from the world - withdraw and attack! Bleed them through the re-appropriation of wealth, a forming of the criminal mind Robbery, counterfeiting, theft, burglary A professional anarchist crime organization Why waste away like idealist anarchists? Surround oneself with ‘thieves!’ The ‘criminal element’, ‘workers of the night’ life to be lived in intensity, not duration for we have no remedy for your ‘suffering’ no solution for ‘social degeneration’ Anarchy is no longer a social form, but a method of individuals in their societies. We are not content with this suffocation this odious yoke, this boredom. ‘Human nature,’ has been constructed. They speak of liberty, they speak of equality. Who’s liberty? Who’s equality? Who’s rule will you live by?
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Träume 04:25
What have we called resistance? What have we called revolt? Webs of resistance that are not sovereign a fabric that does not exploit Do we not require a revolt of conduct? A practice, to build societies? We need hidden worlds strong organization through games of generalized obedience there has been many forms of terror a daily terror seeking to enchant our lives the dreams of smashed gold and silver cups raised to the lips we would raise shadows to hold the blood we do not wish to obey these people we do not want this pastoral system we are being told who we are and all obey for terror What have called resistance? What have we called refusal, revolt? The pastoral practice of salvation their sentence of death we would raise shadows to hold the blood give us the void for we do not want to be saved we do not wish to obey
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Dubrovlag 02:57
black rusted trains from Pot'ma crawl the Takushevo line sub zero winds a frost of white Mordovia's bright sun palling Dubrovlag death before Dubrovlag piled corpses at the gate hammered skulls ensures they're dead stripped and beaten upon the ice naked blackened frozen limbs bodies twisted smashed and bent scattered upon the permafrost Dubrovlag death before Dubrovlag grind that glass into your eyes cut and eat of your own flesh mind-death silent isolation psychiatric experimentation gnaw at stone writhe with pain work till death in this abyss those rusted trains from Pot'ma grinding down a thin gauge line deep into the northern forests those were Mordovia's blackest nights Dubrovlag death before Dubrovlag no graves were dug the ground was ice for human flesh beasts would fight hang yourself cut your veins death before Dubrovlag
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Kronstadt 03:27
winds of snow and frozen ice swept across the wastes rose up against the tyrant king brought him to his knees provisional state instituted which cared not for common needs again we rose side by side october 1917 still these tyrants rule take what we have won we brought them power they promised liberty liberty typical power-scum you ruled with iron fist we lived a meagre existence starving - enslaved you promised a rebirth we'd be free to work the land instead you took it all from our hands in the icy gulf of finlandia - the rebel island of kronstadt a great anarchist naval force would fight the tyrants of this land of this land a new force must rise kill the tyrant we brought to power kronstadt is free independent of their new state ten thousand strong we put forth our demands a third revolution to end all parties - and none shall lead none shall lead that cold night in march you sent our brothers over the ice we watched them advance we'll be forced to shed the blood of our kin they're sent to their deaths by tyrants grown fat at the expense of us all a fierce blizzard black night shrouds us all in darkness the blackest night counting not the cost slave masters drove you with their cursed guns trained upon your backs you perished in the night upon the icy vastness when daylight broke you lay dead upon the ice so dearly you have paid with your blood for this event the butcher of petrograd still drives new martyrs to the slaughter to the slaughter
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Bureval 04:03
walls-police mountains of silence stale freedom and bound liberty the lead weight of the boiling lie falls upon the face of the persecuted land forged in the white flame of hate and conquest surrounded by flags secured with military power walls-police mountains of silence their fraudulent "peace" to keep their truth today built on the rot of minds for years and centuries dead boots-rifle bullets tear gas and police we have forgotten nothing and everywhere - agitated those flung full of disgust and those still dreaming the immense dream of a land stripped of this truth a culture fermenting quietly bidding war upon the fascist truth; the sickening cocktails of metal bars fear - stale freedoms and bound liberty this liberty in which everything suffers, sweats and is shamed fascist democracy unpalatable freedom this is war the signal fires are erupting everywhere the chorus raising disharmonious has forgotten nothing of the native land ferment - flame and living flesh
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Music and lyrics by Immortal

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released July 17, 2012

recorded at the Iskra rehearsal space. Enginneered and Mixed by Cody Baresich and Iskra

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