History and Historiography

A Bemoaning to Fiume

Here we stand

Fiume hasn’t been the same

The purity was sacrificed

As we divided on the wrong terms

For the goods of the tests of the games

Fiume has sure changed a lot

So you can have this last museum

Burning galleries ahead

Dying micronations

Selective feedback loops

Are you still in the fight

We created a psychic empire

For the thrill of the ride

Yet ever since they shut down shop

Fiume hasn’t been the same

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So I call to you this last location

See if we can try another shot

Is this resurrection on the menu

Execute more violently in passion

A nation of artists declaring by sword

Our great front is here to celebrate

Did you wish to begin a new rising

Get rid of the other ones swiftly

I see invisible selections

The most objective details inferred

Vanguards rise and fall

As we marginalize in glory

There’s a way to do this right

Yet ever since they stopped the build

Fiume hasn’t been the same

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A ritual for the secret village

Sacrifice is so postmodern now

When there is meaning in divide

A million governments dictating

Burning brightly and beyond

Crossed over to the banned dimension

The future finally reassigned

It was declared we had done well

Pornographic demigods at the reading

Naked flames bearing it all

Unrestrained and unwavering

The most pristine time to reign

Yet ever since they intervened

Fiume hasn’t been the same

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