The diversity of sounds rule my ever presence with their highs and blows, encompassing the totality of sensual experience. I'm a child of the sirens of knowledge, a warrior for the truth in a world of washed perspectives and harsh realities. My voice cries the initial cry of the unborn into this perplexing illusion. I long for the realization of the human drama, the defeat of the dogs of war, and the unity of existence. The beloved Gods of virtue have been undersold for the bleeding bread of empathy. I now await the triumphant roar of destiny, dressed in the inviting hands of a mother, perlexed by discovery, aroused by Spirit. The door is open, the road transformed.The exit code to civilization is hacked beyond despair, chased by the moon toward the freezing sun, on our journey to light. This is an open plea to the beautiful insanity of your hearts. It is time to consummate the kiss of oblivion into the obsidian of love!
The empty walls of the unthinking majority hide money for the illusive afterlife and do not feed us instead, thereby saving us from the conclusive environmental theory that the sky is over. The baby is run over by the careless honking antelope who, quoting from the book of lie, lie, lie cries praise the lord and pass the ammunition. The ground rumbles and out flies Beethoven's C*** screaming ELECT THE DEAD!!
Acestea sunt vorbele pline de intelepciune ale muzicianului, poetului si luptatorului pentru justitie sociala Serj Tankian, pe care le gasiti in bookletul CD-ului Elect The Dead. Cum dracu' sa nu iti cumperi CD-ul original? Vorbele de mai sus merita toti banii.
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