1.An age of perversion, the criminal's soles,

  your mafioso's delight, is a family with holes.

  The truth you discarded, your gaming is bold,

  your love's heart is broken, your children are sold.

 

2.To the bondsman, a bounty,

   for justice pay fees, judgements long gone,

   what's left? only fleecing, confession, and pleas.

   No aid for the down trod, no regard for the saint,

   the prisoner's rest, is now, death's dying faint.

 

3.The stages were set, the scenes open wide,

   hypnotic suggestion, a purse filled with false pride.

   Now the fool(Psychological tester),

   and his treasure(subject), will forever be parted,

   for the tests, old and new, were not to be started.

 

4.Your engineers developed the tests for the process,

   to keep us conformed, through their mind reaching access.

   You watched us contained, like a rat in your cage,

   to punish, or reward, when you got in a rage.

 

5.You asked us our age, gender, ethnicity and race,

   in order to form a psychological test for our taste.

   You justified your cruelty, you sneered at our pain

   as you followed your occultic manuals,

   ordered to bless and support your criminal gain.

 

6.You would tell us a word, to connect with a thought,

   in hope your perverted ideals, would be accepted and bought.

   You lied and distorted the figures and facts,

   for fraud, drugs, and death, must not leave any tracks.

 

7.You pretended you loved us, you looked like you cared,

   yet, love does not hurt, humiliate and scare.

   You said,"Your confused, you must now take your pill,

   for no one believes the mentally ill."

 

8.Then you said that we're crazy, and doctors are wise,

   yet, we could see through your garments, a devil's disguise.

   It is not a crime, to be sick in the head,

   the crime is in the perversion, which made up our bed.

 

9.Then you told us we're stupid, we're deaf, and we're blind,

   that it's good to be tested, and your cruelty, is kind.

   You said that we're blessed to live as we do,

   "It could always be worse, don't be a fool."

 

10.Your transcripts and dramas, perverted with schemes,

    Semetic(schematic) from berth, inaugurate immorality,

    shame, and exhibitionists themes.

    Now the actor once lost, is a circus time show,

    his pay for performance, he exchanged for the mate of his soul.

 

11.Malfeasance the dragon, truth's sword shines no more,

    the hay singing (hazing) needle, the blood on the floor.

    The spinners, the weavers, a perverted story to sell,

    a slip of the tongue, a waterless well.(no justice)

 

12.The threads of your fabrication plants,

     are now ripped through the seams, exposing signers of lies,

     their fans, players and teams.

     The therapists, contracts, the clients, the pain,

     experimental research, devised for criminal experiencial gain.

 

13.The leaders of your groups, said,"It is all in good fun,"

     then, why weren't we laughing, when faced with your gun?

     You starved us, you raped us, you laughed us to scorn,

     took videos of our nakedness, then you use us for porn.

 

14.The fires you started, the flames you have thrown,

    have not been forgotten, nor have our lost homes.

    Our Mothers you tortued, our Fathers you beat,

    as you claimed us for yours, through your cults in the heat.

 

15.Our behavior you modified, to fit your cruel schemes,

    taking away our God given gifts, and destroying our dreams.

    Our wholly Spirits you damaged, broke and denied,

    "your cults have great power," you acknowledged with pride.

 

16.The time you blocked out to keep us in line,

     thinking for and educating ourselves, was a dangerous sign.

     So you controlled where we lived, and what we would eat,

     if we said one wrong word, we would end up in the street.

 

17.You chose what we would wear, and when we could sleep,

    if we could care for our bodies, and which necessities keep.

    You branded our illness, forced us with dangerous drugs,

    then gave shocks to our brains, with electrical plugs.

 

18.You said, "Do not question our ethics, it breaks the morale,

    you know what will happen, we will place you in jail.

    No one will miss you, no one will care,

    to humble you further, your body, we will now publically bare.

 

19.When we would not conform to your immorality code,

    filthy, perverted ethics, and rules,

    you taught us new lessons, in you specialized, debasing schools.

    You locked us in a cold, empty violent cell,

    then kept us so long with no one to tell.

 

20.We pleaded for mercy, for a blanket, a stool,

    we were told,"Your toilet is now a hole in the floor,

    by our law, and decree, and our judicial rule.

    You gave us no water for drinking, no soap with to wash,

    your cruel brutal comments,

    crushed our sacred emotions, our identity? lost.

 

21.The caves of our minds, are not meat for your dining pleasure,

     of for stirring up gold dust looking for treasure.

     We pleaded, we begged you, to stop from the start,

     now, what you said has been done, and now we must part.

 

22.We were not to be used for experiments and/or pain,

    no life belongs to another, for booty, and/or criminal gain.

    Because you have taught us to hate, fear, and condemn,

    your travels with us, must now be brought to an end.

 

23.We hope you are learning, that it is not very wise,

    to raise up corruption, and to fabricate lies.

    It is always foolish to punish a true saint,

    Giving any opening, or reward to an obvious criminal/sinner,

    every childe of light, knows this truth, as a basic beginner.

 

24.For God is always good, and devils are not,

    it is unlucky for you, that you chose the demons(demonstator's )dark plot.

    The role of the devil, his advocates and throne,

    are simply, you inhueman imposters, whose unrighteous authority,

    immorality, and lawlessness, have never, ever, been condoned.

 

25.As this chapter of your life sentence now comes to an end,

    your pay for your criminal performance, is yours now to spend.

    When you humbly unwrap your unfortunate gifts,and rewards,

    You will then come to realize, that to resurrect evil,

    is to bring down upon yourself, God's juste sword.

 

26.While you are returned to life's desert,

    and you are searching in vain,

    For the mercy you will crave,

    as you re-enter, in your own chosen type of reign,

    Once again you wil pray/petition, for an angel to dwell,

    alive in your presence, so you can get well.

 

27. Yet how can we trust you, your words are in vain,

     our memories, are so burdoned with your cruelty, and pain.

     Someday, if you study, and work hard, as we do,

     you will find, that these unlawful merchants,

     have no love in their hearts, for me, or for you.

 

Romanovae'

   

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 The Mockwitz' Sing on the Majestic 13th Story!

 

 

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