DJÃM


When we shape ourselves we shape mankind
But now there's only one place left for you to hide
This motion screams its message into me am i profound
Trauma seeps inside to turncoats from the cold war,
Remains of a 1950's witch-hunt switchback reform and see an ending
Without it's self-reports, the lies seep in skin


Granted to charge a full/fool mass proportion, the take, by right you are granted


Does my voice echo into hollowness


WHEN WE SHAPE OURSELVES!
WE SHAPE MANKIND!

The blueprint separates a podium from a platform
What I was granted was stripped from me


Never forget the onus
FUCK THE SCENE BUILD A FAMILY!
Building a right, a way, a home, we're home.


There seems to be a thin line between whats hardcore, what's metal and what's post-modern. People turn to the experts to ask what's ...core and what's fashionable and this leads us into further debate. Instead of worrying about division and labels, lets get rid of the flag bearing and enjoy music and ideas in which everyone is allowed to take part and express. Break down the walls!

A SEVERED FOOT MAKES THE ULTIMATE STOCKING STUFFER

Christmas eve... severed foot FUCK!

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