Posted by voidmanufacturing on August 20, 2008
“The flag’s off to that filthy place, and our speech drowns the sound of
“In the metropolis we’ll feed the most cynical whoring.
We’ll smash all logical revolts.
“On to the languid, scented lands!-in the service of the most gigantic
industrial or military exploitation.
“Farewell here, anywhere. Conscripts of good intention, we’ll have
savage philosophy; knowing nothing of science,
depraved in our pleasures; to hell with the world around us…
This is the real advance. Forward… march!”