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An Age Of Consent

fetid ponces masquerade as pixies and fairies
Boys cutting off their cocks
Girls getting skin grafted pricks
And none of it fucking works
The freedom to destroy yourself
To develop dysphoria
The freedom to mutilate and medicate your pathetic self
A self whose only worth comes through sexual desire
That's it
To be a magnet for cum and disease
Where is your self worth?
As you're sat hosing out your asshole on the toilet in the morning
Where is your sense of pride?
When on all fours being fucked like a dog
Where are your achievements?
Incontinence and stench?
Where is the art and beauty?
Besides sweaty gammy flesh groped red.
We're living the age of consent
Where anything but our forefathers values are allowed
Deny masculinity whilst being ruled by your cock
A total inversion of nature
Usually by those who claim to be ecologically minded
We know they're liars seeking a quick back pat
Or better yet, a reach around from a drugged brainlet.
The only pleasures you know?
Being fucked senseless
The only hobby you have?
Being fucked senseless
All that you are?
Fucked and senseless.
surrounded by middle aged adults
Who despite having reached a decent age
Still rebel against their deceased parents
Perpetual teenagers raising an infantile society
Whilst fighting religion, law, parental control..
Fighting the notion of discipline or pride
Depotensialising the wasted masses for comforts sake
Easing them into a life of debauchery
All to happy to be collared, leashed
And abused, willingly abused.
Master slave morality?
I just see slave mentality
Taking orders from a TV screen
Reciting the programs script
Between sniffing poppers and sucking cock
Mother would be proud, mothers probably a whore
Mother probably sol you in the first place
Father had a cheeky wank, or three or four
Feverishly and desperate
A single, lonely, consuming obsession
Free love means free lust
And free lust means easy abortions
And easy abortions mean free lust
No lives matter anymore
Each of us a mere statistic to be managed
Contained and ultimately subdued
Take your catnip and purr as you gape
Amyl nitrate barely covering the fecal reek
You don't dance and you never have
You've only gestured for more
And pleaded with convulsive twitching
You've never danced and you never will
bouncing manically up and down jeering and chanting
Drugged up to the gills, eyes bulging in the sweaty dark
Bouncing up and down until you're ready to drop
You didn't dance, and you never knew.
everything sexualised and emasculated
Gimp mentality being bred like fuck dolls
Cuckholdery and self denial
A sado masochistic tendency shot it's load into the minds of man
If you can call what remains of people, man.
in the age of consent you couldn't start too young
How long till pedophiles are truly just "minor attracted persons"
How long until the boys on parade are pre-teens
How long till your darling angel strips before the perverts
How long till an old man has his hand down your sons knickers?
But that's okay isn't it, who needs morals.
And ethics? why they're flexible aren't they?
At what age did your daughter have her first abortion?
And weren't you proud of her strong and independent decision?
She's been taught well, the parental state has taken control.
And it's taken control to destroy us..
To those of you who walk among the lost and the damned
For those of you who turn your back on our founders values
To those of you who can't decide your gender
To those of you who can't decide your sexuality
For those of you who want to find an appropriate mental illness for their bio
For those of you fighting each other over pronouns
I am sorry, on behalf of man
I am sorry we couldn't stop this
The herd has been herded
The flock has been penned
Our shepherds send out their broadcasts
And the obedient domesticated mammals do as directed
Many these days have never known anything but this
It's made me religious
Fervently so
To god, and to man
My humble sympathies are all I have to offer
It is a shame.
Written by A_Conduit (Behappy - Bhairava)
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