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You ask, if there are so many things objectionable, why we work in the mill. Every situation in life has its trials which must be borne, and factory life has no more than any other. There are many things we do not like; many occurrences that send the warm blood mantling to the cheek when they must be borne in silence, and many harsh words and acts that are not called for. There are objections also to the number of hours we work, to the length of time allotted to our meals, and to the low wages allowed for labor; objections that must and will be answered; for the time has come when something, besides the clothing and feeding of the body is to be thought of
The great mass wear out their health, spirits, and morals, without becoming one whit better off than when they commenced labor. The bills of mortality in these factory villages are not striking, we admit; for the poor workers, when they can toil no longer, go home to die.
When you sell your product, you retain your person. But when you sell your labour, you sell yourself, losing the rights of free men and becoming vassals of mammoth establishments of a monied aristocracy that threatens annihilation to anyone who questions their right to enslave and oppress.
Those who work in the mills ought to own them, not have the status of machines ruled by private despots who are entrenching monarchic principles on democratic soil as they drive downwards freedom and rights, civilization, health, morals and intellectuality in the new commercial feudalism.
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Cornered Hornet
03:58
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Separation
Two hands
claw down the sky
Acting in spite
Reclaiming misery
Bleeding locked jaw
Drooling mess
Spitting venom
On crippled dogs
Composite black iron
Lost from the hive
Armed and isolated
Cornered hornet
Stunted aphid
Screeching powder burn
Hollow drums
Crossed wire
Shatter glass
In the absence of guilt
Live fire
Composite black iron
Lost from the hive
Armed and isolated
Cornered hornet
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Generator
03:29
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Clandestine
Red wire
Into plastic
Measure grains
Clamp brass
Disassemble
Militarized control
Ideology mechanized
Industrial reclamation
Whip and flay
Before the harvester
Demanding split tongues
Clear course of action
Pulsing backlash
Gasoline generator
Breeding contempt
Begging to react
When the silence breaks
Martyrs will hang from monuments
As a warning
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4. |
Thresher
04:48
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Keep hunting
Through still red mist
There is blood in the water
They can smell it
Always moving
In perpetual hunger
Never stopping
To choke on silence
Unsated
Discard husks
To rot
Carefree
They hear the tension
And bear down
On tired prey
Struggling to breathe
To stop eating
Is to fall behind
To stop moving
Is to drown
Keep hunting
Through still red mist
There is blood in the water
They can smell it
Always moving
In perpetual hunger
Never stopping
Choking on silence
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UnAmerican
04:10
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From the heights of towers
Drunk on liquid organs
Thirsting for the throat
Stepping into the light
Braindead power surge
Revictimized fangs
Rally the destitute
Generational mass grave
Transparent bloodthirst
Crumbling foundation
Bathed in luxury
Hallucinating the end
Impulse to persecute
Standing above unrest
Braindead power surge
Revictimized fangs
Rally the destitute
Generational mass grave
As we cast out your unAmerican ways
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Block Captain
02:56
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All hail the block captain
All hail
All hail the block captain
All hail
Malicious pigs
Begging to blood let
Your own people
Block captain
All hail the block captain
All hail
All hail the block captain
All hail
Breaking bones
For flakes of privilege
Like an animal
Press their faces into filth
Block captain
When it ends
You will be abandoned
To burn
With your victims
Limping through ashes
For nothing
All hail the block captain
All hail
All hail the block captain
All hail
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