Introduction
Written around 2009, “Fornication Nation” was born from anger, clarity, and the uncomfortable realization that the so-called land of the free was eating itself alive. It’s not my earliest song, but it’s one that still howls with relevance—especially on days like July 4th. This marks the beginning of a slow-burning series where I’ll be releasing select original lyrics—some recent, some decades old—each paired with the song they came from. These aren’t polished memoirs. They’re raw transmissions. Fragments of who I was… and who I’ve become.
This song exists in two forms—each capturing a different facet of the same fury. It comes from my musical project, TragicLife, which can be found on most major streaming platforms. The main version linked below leans rock: direct and raw. But for those drawn to a colder, more mechanized descent into the void, a darker industrial/EBM mix is also available at the end of this post.
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
Online) - Published: July 4th, 2025 11:02
- Comment from author about the poem: It's time for some Freaky Friday Frolics. This is part 1 of an ongoing series titled The Birth of Tristan Robert Lange. Thank you Teddy for another one of those beautiful seeds of yours. 🌹🩵 For the Carnivore Remix: https://on.soundcloud.com/gyG2TVRti5tQHt1I9t
- Category: Sociopolitical
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I really enjoyed listening to that, very Neil Young to me, one of my favourites, nicely done
Wow! Thank you, my dear friend! That means a lot to me...to even have Neil Young's name mentioned...I am humbled! Thank you again, and I am so glad you read, listened and enjoyed! 🔥🤖🇺🇸🧨
You are very welcome
Powerful work.
Thank you, Thomas! Much appreciated! 🔥🤖🇺🇸🧨
A magnificent song here dear Tristan,
In the land of the free
There’s always a cost,
But the cycle can end
Before you’re too lost.
Just open your eyes,
It’s not too late to see.
You gotta stand up and fight.
If you’re gonna…be free
I could say I could hear Bob Marley singing this
A piece of art with is timeless sad but so true. If you celebrate independence I wish you a fabulous day dear friend. 🌹
Oh wow, dear Teddy—I am deeply moved! Bob Marley? That’s such a humbling comparison, and I’m honored you felt that kind of spirit in this...and wow, I would pay to go back in time and hear him do that. Thank you for your support and your friendship. It means more than I can say. And thank you for reminding me about the lyrical quality in my poetry, which helped me come up with this series idea. 🌹💫🔥🖤 You rock, my dear friend!
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We live in a greedy species, in a greedy world, under a greedy system. Greed is preached as desired (He who dies with the most toys wins) A strong poem Tristan.
Well, two people don't help to reduce it - we knows them. Popeye and Obi. lol.
No, they sure don't...but I wouldn't even dare confuse Popeye and Obi for those two just because they have pen envy. DJT has pen envy too. Ever see those things he signs with? Terrible thing! Does size matter that much when affixing a John Hancock? Just wondering? 🤔🤣😜
If only depended on having people without rugs or dodgy hairstyles on their heads - but it's more serious than that unfortunately. Did Popeye ever have a dead caterpillar - a moustache! lol.
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