Ofb1t - Posthuman Army

We celebrate the death of man
We celebrate the death of man
We celebrate the death of man
We celebrate the death of man
We celebrate the death of man
We celebrate the death of man
We celebrate the death of man

Set normality in flames
They want us slaves docile tamed
We take advantage of its lies
Everyone's free to choose their ride
But they'll pay if they mess with us

We, artists of our own lives
Embracing our darkness
Frenzying our awareness
We're one in this world war
Program human: deleted

Use no herd gags, we're no tags
No conceptual trap
Our love and will to the death
Nonconformists warriors, we become non-human
Animal, imperceptible, non-identitary life forms
Our music, blasts of sorcery
Our soul, our chaos

We, the schizos, cybernetic
Natural and synthetic
We ride our demons
Across the wilderness
And digital forests
We, posthumans
Render no tribute to man
To no dead notion
And no dictatorial treaty
Embrace life, embrace death
Embrace pleasure and pain
The flesh knows no shame
Beyond good and evil
We become four seasons
In a shriek of a daring freedom

Celebrate
Celebrate
Celebrate

Written by:
Mario Navarro

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