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The Train
01:51
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The Train
Wakened by wrenching pain
Dazed, blurry on the train.
In shadows nowhere bent,
Covered in excrement.
Vomit from pain and stench,
Crammed amongst wretched men.
Cruel faces in the dark.
Door flies wide, voices bark as
The train comes to a stop.
Hard faced, hard club swinging
Guards grasp, wrench and harass,
All thrust past barbed wire gates.
Blows to head and body:
Fist, club, and boot bludgeon.
Kneeled in bloodied snow, grey
Surrounds- land, sky and eyes.
All seem dead.
Suddenly, a voice shouts, “halt!”
Gunshots above the groans.
A corpse steaming in the snow.
A mob swarms the body.
Frantic raw hands molest
Pockets, shoes and jacket.
Guards club the thieves away
They take life and what’s left by force.
I trudge through the heavy door,
Numb feet on rotten floor.
Numbered and thrown into
A claustrophobic room,
Freezing, dim and rank.
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The Camp
04:35
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The Camp
Violence and work dictate my
Life, each day more gruesome.
Unceasing brutal hardship
Borne by bodies beaten
Down.
Frail bodies gaunt with hunger
Paled by rampant ailment.
Teeth rotting, bone and flesh scarred
By fist, club, and sediment.
“You must do what we say!
To the ground you’re our slave!
You are machines,
You are the dead.
You will work to death”
Death.
The guards in medalled fatigues
Gorge on bloody fighting.
Commanding inmates to brawl,
Biting, clawing, screaming,
Dying.
The inmates blood bent on
A win at any cost,
Abide the glad spectators’
Lust for more lives lost.
“You must do what we say!
Bone to flesh, you’re our slave!
Swing for his head,
You are the dead.
You will fight to death,
You will break!”
My waking dreams recall
A life I lived long ago,
My brush and canvas free
To paint my destiny.
I still recall the boots and guns,
The invasion of my town,
A silent coup. With paint, I screamed
To protest the tyranny.
At night they cuffed me, a state enemy.
I was gagged by authority.
The ambush hits me in the mouth
With calloused fist.
Dazed, see the faces of the
Guards and inmates mixed.
“You must do what they say!
Just like us, you’re a slave!”
“Obey our will.
You must kill.
You will fight to death!”
“I will not kill,
“I will not break.”
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The Fugitive
07:49
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The Fugitive
Winter comes again,
Whipping ice storms howl.
Relocate the lot,
Return to the town
To serve the tyrant.
No return, I will stay behind,
Run away into empty night.
No remorse, I’ve set my course
To the Noble Cold.
The night is death black,
Snow and wind frenzied.
Scraping moldy boards.
With found rocks I dig,
Squeeze through the small hole.
Freezing wind burns my skin,
Heavy snow blows thick.
I crawl through the night
In the shadows I hide.
The fence looms to my right
I sprint and begin to climb.
The fence rattles and shakes,
Razor wire cuts flesh.
Spotlights flash, I’ve been seen.
Hit the ground, aim for the trees.
Scrambling, falling in the thick snow.
Rifle fire cracks through the storm.
A round slams into my arm.
Black drops spattered on the snow.
My blood for the Noble Cold.
My lungs in agony,
Running hard for the trees.
In the woods all is hushed and still,
Starry night frames bare tree limbs.
I don’t slow. I run alone
Into the Noble Cold.
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Necropanther Denver, Colorado
We are NECROPANTHER. Short, thrashy death metal songs from a dystopian future. Denver,
Colorado.
Paul Anop: Guitar, Vocals
Marcus Corich: Bass, Vocals
Joe Johnson: Guitar
Haakon Sjogren: Drums
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Liz Ciavarella-Brenner at EARSPLIT PR
liz@earsplitcompound.com
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