In Defiance Of The Sages

We reject the esoteric falsehoods
The endless ponderings and useless theories of the mystic inane
Their heads nod, and from their mouths issue lies
An answer for every question, illuminating all the mysteries
Only action is real
The past is lost, the future unknowable
Only the present can be truly experienced, can be truly known
Deny the ecological soothsayers
Deny those self-styled radicals
Reformers! Conformers!
Smash the lens of rotting history
Lay your torches on every museum
Filled with dead monstrosities
The superstitious veneration
No more heritage
Destroy the past completely along with its abortive children
Unauthentic present and rust-encrusted future
Now, we will create ruins
And after—something new and unimagined