Illegal

By Iskra

On Ruins

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Why do you wait for the liberal masses?

Why wait for their ‘popular’ movements?

Why wait for the ‘revolution’ or ‘collapse,’

Or and other devotional fantasy?

And the others? Trivial, brutal

They will march, march again

Towards death, without knowing why

Vulgar, void of thought

I saw their world; full of deception

Leave them to stagnate

While we push, we will push on

I saw their world; poisoned, wasted

I saw their world; populated with the living dead

Whose liberty? Whose equality will you live by?

Any sacrifice will be by our hand

Not for anyone, for any order!

Our critique will instigatе practice - we will nevеr ask

We withdraw from the world - withdraw and attack!

Bleed them through the re-appropriation of wealth

A forming of the criminal mind

Robbery, counterfeiting, theft, burglary

A professional anarchist crime organization

Why waste away like idealist anarchists?

Surround oneself with ‘thieves!’

The ‘criminal element’, ‘workers of the night’

Life to be lived in intensity, not duration

For we have no remedy for your ‘suffering’

No solution for ‘social degeneration’

Anarchy is no longer a social form, but a method of individuals

In their societies

We are not content with this suffocation

This odious yoke, this boredom

‘Human nature,’ has been constructed

They speak of liberty, they speak of equality

Who’s liberty? Who’s equality? Who’s rule will you live by?