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The Lovers of Life
All of the big three competing spiritual Ponzi schemes, on one thing they all agree. They’re losing business, they’re losing the contest, there’s nothing more sacred to them than the size of their teams. And so sanctity is weaponized, and the queers keep them up at night, and forced procreation for god and country is all that’s left keeping up the supply of subjugated flesh. Now Roe and behold, they’ve got a key to the house. Must have had one cut while we were putting out all the fires they set. While we were busy burying our post-born dead. The lovers of life have breached the city walls. The lovers of life, with death in their eyes, have reached all the halls of power. The Do Unto Others people are here - run for your fucking life. They’re wishing for 1000 more wishes and their people in all the positions are making them all come true. A gun in every hand, a lynching every night. Not an electric chair empty under the lovers of life. Impatient for Revelation, have you read your own storybook at all? In every home, to each your own. To each your own. Hate to tell you what those things turn into, it’s the people dying all around. It’s all the ones you’re putting down for trying to tell you about real lives that matter, about bodies and choices - but you’re not trying to hear about the death on your watch, the death in your wake. The death in your eyes and all across your face. The death in your heart, or the death on your plate. Good people I fear we’re too corrupted to save. A hellish heaven finally in sight. Perverted reich. The Lovers of Life.
pre-order "Plagues Upon Plagues" here:
sectsl.bandcamp.com
southernlord.com/band/sect
southernlordeurope.com/band/sect
The Lovers of Life
All of the big three competing spiritual Ponzi schemes, on one thing they all agree. They’re losing business, they’re losing the contest, there’s nothing more sacred to them than the size of their teams. And so sanctity is weaponized, and the queers keep them up at night, and forced procreation for god and country is all that’s left keeping up the supply of subjugated flesh. Now Roe and behold, they’ve got a key to the house. Must have had one cut while we were putting out all the fires they set. While we were busy burying our post-born dead. The lovers of life have breached the city walls. The lovers of life, with death in their eyes, have reached all the halls of power. The Do Unto Others people are here - run for your fucking life. They’re wishing for 1000 more wishes and their people in all the positions are making them all come true. A gun in every hand, a lynching every night. Not an electric chair empty under the lovers of life. Impatient for Revelation, have you read your own storybook at all? In every home, to each your own. To each your own. Hate to tell you what those things turn into, it’s the people dying all around. It’s all the ones you’re putting down for trying to tell you about real lives that matter, about bodies and choices - but you’re not trying to hear about the death on your watch, the death in your wake. The death in your eyes and all across your face. The death in your heart, or the death on your plate. Good people I fear we’re too corrupted to save. A hellish heaven finally in sight. Perverted reich. The Lovers of Life.
pre-order "Plagues Upon Plagues" here:
sectsl.bandcamp.com
southernlord.com/band/sect
southernlordeurope.com/band/sect
