You are the sad persistent progeny of your drooling forefathers, impregnated by witless gods. You've limped across the earth smearing everything in rank white shit. What is this pride? What is this arrogance? What is this history, this so called heritage? What can it mean to you, your myths of purity, your vapid lies? We are all bastards, vessels of filth and rancid blood running over. We all suckle from the same diseased teat, growing fat and sick. Growing pale and weak. Here's your heritage, an infection to drain. The white puss of the earth drowning everything. The summit of your bodies piled up into the sky should serve as a great vantage, a clear view of what your glorious past has done for the future of this world. The fields all slashed and burned. Supremacy unfurled. Fuck the world you've created. Supremacy unfurled.
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