Ad Arma! Ad Arma!

Your revolt against meaningless suffering will not remain unanswered, we shall give you meaning and answers

We shall inoculate you with revolutionary palingenesia, give you a taste of how today’s mass grave is always sweeter than yesterday’s; your eyes will shine with the ecstasy of the initiated

Ad Arma

We shall teach you that the bullet of the slave is not the same as the bullet of the oppressor, dispensing blazing light to frail silhouettes wandering around in mazes they cannot break

The hand dispensing salvific murder is absolved of responsibility for it is the expression of a common will, the sacrosanct will of the Just

Primum Movens:
Nothing from the world of yore deserves to be preserved, every particle is infected and corrupt. The great cleansing shall take as long as necessary, for power exclusively stems from the gun barrel:

The perfectibility of human nature is infinite: we shall therefore nurture infinite dreams with infinite amounts of blood. Failures are therefore successes and mere steps on the triumphant march towards bliss

Ad Arma
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Ad Arma
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