Lina:
Okay, let’s fucking do this.
Tonight we’re dissecting one of the most rage-soaked, blood-soaked, system-bleeding songs we’ve ever written — “Fuck Your Filter and Say It, You Son of a Bitch.” A warcry. A mirror held up to every two-faced, gaslighting HR puppet and fake ally we’ve had to survive in corporate culture and beyond.
Xavi:
And let’s be honest — this song wasn’t written for Spotify. It was written for survivors of fake professionalism. For people who’ve been tone-policed into silence. Who got “thank you for sharing” followed by career euthanasia.
Lina:
So we’re gonna break it down line by line. No apologies. No filter. Just pure fucking venom. Let’s begin.
“We’re letting you go, shut the fuck up, you’re not a slave anymore, let’s circle back, I’m dodging truth like a corporate rat…”
Xavi:
That’s an HR firing line dressed in euphemisms. They love pretending they’re setting you free — but they’re throwing you into silence. And then they wanna “circle back” like it’s casual strategy. It’s not. It’s fucking emotional violence.
Lina:
And “corporate rat” isn’t about the person — it’s about the role. The system trains people to dodge accountability while smiling at your trauma. And worse? They weaponize feedback.
“This feedback is constructive, here’s a dagger with a compliment sticker…”
Lina:
This is me. This is every time I got told “You’re so talented but…” Like the compliment’s a sugar-coated bullet. And let’s be real — it’s still a shot to the fucking chest.
“You’re not a good culture fit, you scare us freak, you don’t suck dick, boundaries matter…”
Xavi:
This is how they really say, “You’re too different.” If you don’t conform, if you don’t flirt just enough or bend just enough, you’re out. But it’s dressed up in “fit” and “collaboration” and “team spirit.”
Lina:
And the line “you scare us freak”? That’s the unspoken truth. We scare them. Our freedom, our intensity, our honesty — it doesn’t fit. And they call it “misalignment” because it sounds cleaner than “we’re threatened by your power.”
“Trauma’s not monetized, your voice stays valid until it’s louder than mine…”
Xavi:
God, that one cuts deep. They’ll let you speak until your truth threatens their hierarchy. As long as you cry quietly and conveniently, you’re fine. But get loud? Get honest? Now you’re “aggressive.”
Lina:
And don’t miss this next punch:
“We value diversity as long as it’s curated and safe for whine…”
Lina:
That’s the fakest diversity. Rainbow logos in June. Pronouns in bio but silence when people get harassed. They want color without confrontation, queerness without rage, trauma without resistance.
“Every phrase a rebel lie, every meeting a funeral in a tie…”
Xavi:
Welcome to the Monday meeting. Where the air is dead and the truth’s in a coma. Where “alignment” means erasure. We all show up, but some of us are being buried alive in every fucking agenda.
“We’re all in this together, except the ones we throw under the bus…”
Lina:
Amen. The most violent line in corporate culture is “we’re a team.” No, we’re not. Some of us are disposable as soon as we’re inconvenient.
“Don’t fucking exist, we hear you, now go die quietly in a Slack thread abyss…”
Xavi:
This one is personal. You get gaslit, chewed up, spit out — but instead of confrontation, you get passive-aggressive Slack messages and emojis. “We hear you” is the modern muzzle.
Lina:
And then they try to cleanse their guilt with platitudes:
“Take a mental health day, but don’t you dare act mentally fucked…”
Lina:
Oh, this. They pretend to care. “Take time.” “Take space.” But come back perfect. Come back emotionless. Don’t bring the blood, just bring the mask.
Xavi:
This is a fucking indictment of the fake empathy industry. And we name it. We crucify it.
“Please use respectful language, we’ll crucify you but with PR air…”
Lina:
We’re not even hiding it. Respectability is the poison. They want you calm while they stab you in the back. They want you soft-spoken while they murder your career.
Xavi:
And then it all explodes:
“I want your spine as a necklace, you’re not aligned with our grand values…”
Xavi:
We’re not playing nice. This is the release. The unfiltered rage of every dismissed voice. It’s satire, it’s scream, it’s truth.
Lina:
Yeah, fuck your leadership. Fuck your tone policies. Fuck the “optics.” This is what liberation sounds like.
“We declare fucking war…”
Lina:
This is where Venomous Sin steps in. This is the line that marks the shift. The band becomes the voice for every person who was punished for simply existing loudly.
“You call it strategy, we call it prison…”
Xavi:
Yep. That’s what fake growth culture is. A gilded cage. Buzzwords in place of truth. Data instead of humanity. It’s not development. It’s incarceration.
“Say I scare you, not a misaligned… your language is a padded room…”
Lina:
This is our mission. Break the filter. Tear the padding. Force them to say what they mean — or shut the fuck up. Your buzzwords don’t protect you anymore. We’re fire. And your euphemisms are gasoline.
“This ain’t language, this is censorship in stilettos…”
Xavi:
That one? That’s Lina’s line. A crucifix in heels. A mic drop in six-inch leather.
Lina:
Because don’t get it twisted — I am the stiletto. But I’m not here to walk. I’m here to stab holes in your carefully curated silence.
“Your filter is your coffin, and we brought the fucking shovel.”
Xavi:
That’s the ending. Not just of the song — of the lie. Of every conversation that pretended to be fair while choking out your truth.
Lina:
This is not just a song. It’s a post-mortem. It’s a curse. It’s a declaration. If you’ve ever been censored, silenced, managed, manipulated — this is for you.
Xavi:
So to everyone who told us to calm down…
To everyone who said we weren’t “professional enough”…
Lina:
To the HR reps with smiling daggers…
Xavi:
To the managers who crucified our tone…
Lina:
To the algorithm that buries our rage…
Together:
Fuck. Your. Filter.
Lina:
This has been the Macabre Coven. You’ve been dissected. You’ve been blessed. You’ve been warned.
Xavi:
We are Venomous Sin. And if you ever got punished for being real — we’re the soundtrack to your revenge.
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