Monday, May 31, 2010

go vegan

Your bloodshed for vanity is making me sick. but i bite back bile to stand here and say it. because your denial is why we'll never quit... our voices for the voiceless, this chorus challenging your choices.

What do we want?
All humans and animal liberation, and there's never been time to be questioning when. And fighting and dying may seem mighty violent until you realize where the violence begins.
40 innocents died for your fucking fur coat... your pork chop's last words were garbled by the knife in your throat... left to bleed out and die, gasp and struggle till dry...
and you're asking me if that justifies militance?

fuck you.

Sentience justifies militance.

So we're here to hold your accountable to your out dated ways. We've seen your errors and we've numbered your days. We won't back down until you understand, your shoddy science is nothing more than blood on your hands.

the fur on your back that was tortured or trapped, was alive. And that's worth way more than your bottom line.

so i stand behind every smashed window and every glued lock, and I'd stand behind vegan kids tote'n glocks. I support liberations that end torture and death, and i proudly support the ALF. I proudly keep shoutin' till my last breath, go vegan, give your excuses a rest.

Tell our fast food nation we see through the lies, the revolution's not coming with a side of fries, that sooner or later we all recognize, that you see money, where we see lives. that if it's our money that can't be justified... that that kind of cruelty can't be justified... and in face of that cruelty, People. Will. Rise.

and that's why the police have beef with what i believe, why we get raided, why we've had property siezed... There's a conscious shift behind any revolution, but if we continue oppression, than we've already chosen. nobody's free while dependent on cruelty... and your veganism aint shit without inclusivity... nobodies free until the animals are free, and yes i know... we're still not free...

but trust me...

there's a whole lot of rich, powerful, evil people, who find these sentiments absolutely terrifying.

but it's a simple message for you tonight...
your choices are weapons, to weild with all your might
total liberation is where i set my sights.
because it's all one struggle. all the same fight.
Human freedoms, animal rights.

Monday, March 29, 2010

i hope which ever FBI mother fucker went through my sock drawer and found the magnum condoms, left feeling insignificant and ashamed.

Cause that's all i get.

The satisfaction of knowing anyone with that big a small man complex, has got a tiny dick.
The satisfaction of knowing they're harassing us because we're saying real shit.
While all their saying is our 12 guys with guns sure showed those activists quick.
those puppy lovin pansies sure as shit make me sick.

well, so what.
you think a home invasion's gonna shut us up?
Boys we know your tactics, you're scared not us!
you just gave 9 kids reasons and all you got was our stuff.
You're an armed force of honorless thieves. You really re-defined tough.

that said... things change after a home invasi- well
things change after 12 armed thugs enter your home and steal your personal belongings.
Somethings stay the same...

like your belief that the American judicial system is a farce, and it's law enforcement agencies are nothing more than bullies and shitty self fulfilling prophecies out to make a buck...

but a lot changes too.
for instance, you start to wonder what you did wrong.
But when the government has made a business of creating criminals out of political dissension, that's not always clear
The animal liberation front is ranked number one on the domestic terrorist watch list, despite having never taken, or even harmed, a human life.
while, the FBI... lets just say, they don't have that clean a record.

And while i pledged allegence as a little kid, i only did it cause i didn't understand it like i thought i did...
I didn't realize that i wave my right to privacy, just by having a friend with a felony. Just because my friends and i are known to speak vocally against a bullshit industry that gets paid to act violently... and spit in the face of a system that prizes greed...

9 people lost the ability to feel safe in their home. They were held prisoner in their living room while any semblance of privacy was destroyed by an armed gestapo systematically discovering any secret held sacred in their witch hunt.

Then, we were labled terrorists.

I'll spare the mother fuckers the irony, because sure you are frightening, but i find this shit inspiring.

Nothing says you're being effective like being considered a threat...

And motherfuckers, that's all you get.
how tough can you be knowing we aint finished yet?
how tough can you be knowing you didn't get shit but regret
your 12 douchebags with guns feel like assholes yet?
All you've done is shown us how high the bar has been set.

Look motherfuckers.
These 9 puppy lovin activists,
were really just 9 vegan kids...
but you just took everything they had to lose.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

lymrick II

You're beauty and barbs in bed sheets.
pleasure tossed up with pain... you freeze heat.
You're the reason frostbite's a burn...
take my body, I'll learn,
of burning as bitter becomes sweet.