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Rating:
Perversion
Rhythm
The pure terror of the era of metamorphic metal
The cyberviral obsessions of an age that is becoming and will devour us, clinging to the electric poles that connect us every day, every moment, every single minute
The guilt, the oppression that destroys, the oppression that becomes disease
The iron, the metal, the cables, the blood
The semen
The landfills, the roads emptying
The terrifying solitude in the daily hustle, amidst people mechanically going to work, the Moloch that instead of waiting for us at the end of the journey finds us in the subway and chases us
The possession, empty bodies that metal devours and commands and transforms into more and more and more
The buildings towering over us, becoming our protective deities
The forbidden dreams, so exciting as to transform one's own way of reproducing, becoming opposite, killing, depriving the ability to render flesh immortal through an act, the flesh has become useless, the sex transforming, men penetrated by a metallic gorgon that presented all traits in a single being, terrifying, a tube to penetrate our desires, the suffering
The revenge
The fetishism of progress
The impossible speed, the obsessiveness, the monochrome, the film that burns, the reddened body parts, the fiction turning into true pain
The NON-music, Einsturzende Neubauten, the hits, the hits, the hits, the repetitions, the hits, the hits, the hits
The hits that hurt
Transformation
The iron man, the metal fetishist, union in solitude
A world of nothing but rust
GAME OVER
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