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Intravenously Commodified LP

by Six Brew Bantha

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Beckoning to our endless screaming for our priorities to fall from grace. Bow tied down and gift wrapped, power flows structure bound and strapped Industry spreads, spindling out Firms hold firms within themselves As one plugged in defense is doubt. Control withheld in files on shelves Again and again we meet dead ends... Transnational corporations carve Rockefeller, wet, dreams Through the lathe of heaven dismiss our cultures, hidden, seems. Vitali, glattfelder and battiston playing connect the dots Define the face of network global control. Pull the rug from under us may we praise the architect One among man playing god This labyrinth we must not accept Painting mankind red in the mighty panoptic light Our goals now out weight death, the architect brings on blight. Through holding back the structure feeds Financial sectors act exceeds World fundamentals now unravel On the brink of drop of the gavel Forever the architect
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Exploitation through all means possible Privacy outdated Under constant supervision Your thoughts being closely monitored Crippled by fear No escape No hope Stranglehold on your life Every move being watched Freedom only in death Iron grip on your mind Everything you do is being recorded Technological monoply on the supposed free world Trapped in a sea of cameras
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Self induced, sacrificed Drawing earths blood for who? Only to feed, intravenously, commodities for foreign deeds Half a million barrels For investors that will pay Western devestation Toxicity absolute Half a million barrels Every single day Ecomaciation From the oil that passes through Half a million barrels, spilled Corporations Don't think twice Anosgnosia Can but won't Corporations anosognosia What will we let slide for the expense of regret? 1177 kilometers of fossil fuel friendly time bomb Crude oil, crude ethics, crude means, a crude end Out of hand, beyond control Forever tomorrows stamped out alternatives Must prolong the deficit. Sick of it.
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Short term funds for long time assets Subprime meltdown Coordinated financed disaster. Subprime meltdown Shadow banking. Scower all false assets and magnify the prize Fall out may be dertimental but show me through your eyes Burn the value by selling us fire Go on, bite into security savour the iron taste of blood. Fill your belly with the excess of our loins. Bless the F.S.B. Exercise and their global monitering, by three blind mice Authorities counteract, but they lurk in shadows themselves Systemic risks are second nature to a systematic hell. Rapidly increase monetary base Quantitative easing, a bond of the state Undertake major structural reform Re-assign assets as an idea now reborn A battle of titans in shadowed reserve And below lay the people with thoughts deemed absurd.
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Repeated smiting through concrete and aluminum Detailed analysis for the construction of nightmares. Overlapping buildings paved over graves Of promises unkept from exploited Tears gone unwept. May lodge master deal cards of an oblivious nature Melted over our kind as a baptism of curse. Scorned beyond comprehension, double crossed as you'll be When you dig six feet deep only to find true perception Now beyond gone, forever asleep. One cannot comprehend whats left but doubt.
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Eyes devoid of the glimmer of life Burrowed into a hole where the outside world cannot get in Fleeing from complication, battle to suppress facts Nothing to say Can't stand to face up to the damage you've inflicted Violently tear down any opinion you can't understand Your mind is blank save for government propaganda and lust for power
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Development 01:50
Peoples' lives discarded in favor of so-called development No feelings of remorse, human displacement Capitalism can't afford to care, when money's at stake those without it never matter Pestilence swept under the rug The marginalized shipped out of sight How can you sleep at night in your million dollar condo with a beautiful view of everyone your wealth has condemned to die in the gutter? Stomp out the helpless, feel nothing. Deception of progression, stop at nothing. Pat eachother on the fucking back for the culling of victims of your cruel rise to the top. Build walls around the city to block out guilt you cannot admit you live with
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Our lives are consumed by an unknown impulse to destroy all that surrounds us Our everyday choices empower a cycle of death and industrial enslavement We are unconsciously trampling ourselves to death Human ignorance knows no bounds As we watch the world around us slowly decay we pray for deus ex machina to appear and rescue our worthless existence Our leaders promise to save us, puppets of an elaborate farce The only thing that motivates anyone is the prospect of their own financial gain, strangled by hierarchy At the mercy of capital millions are starving, we have the resources to save them but the wealthy minority cannot bear the thought of their billions going anywhere other than their own pockets An imbalanced civilization with blood covered hands Information in tunnel vision placates the masses, hides the abysmal truth of the world from the eyes of even those whose morals have not yet been completely numbed out Nothing is wrong, keep building your social status The weight of everything is simply too much, we resign ourselves to indifference, an uphill battle we can never conquer (mark's part) A permeated sense of wrongdoing shadows our complacency World events play out like the storyline of a dystopian work of fiction accepted by us every day. If there lies any shred of hope it's for those who see it to not succumb.

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Coming out soon in North American 12" LP on SPHC (USA) and To Live a Lie (USA). European 12" LP on Dead Heroes (Czech) press available now. Cassette Version to come out on Grindfather Productions, CD on RSR Records.

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released December 31, 2014

Recorded by Cody Baresich in his basement in Victoria, B.C.
Mastered by Mike Walls at audio Esoterica in Baltimore, MD.
Album Artwork by Matt Sidney high on acid in Victoria, B.C.

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Three piece grindcore band from Victoria, BC. Get in touch for record trades/DIY booking help in BC/bullshitting about fast music: sixbrewbantha@gmail.com

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