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It appears that we have reached the
That zenith where stimuli and collide
Forty years ago the man
The age of the gross to be us
And even the man was destroying our heritage
And insulting our

That era has very real
We labor for pleasure and the guilt of pressure
My will go down as the architects
Of disgust

have fought and died
Others have allowed the to be butchered for a price
They themselves care about and will never understand
I myself am beleaguered by the face
Of a kind of man that is not

in information
Fundamentalism of
Catastrophic and a fanatical devotion
To which does not matter

is your glory now, people?
Where are your Gods and
Where is your and salvation?
You rage for no because you have no reason

What have you fought for?
What have you ever for?
The face of the earth is scarred with the dead
The age of the gross is a virus

This is the future you have
This is the you have set ablaze
All lies are coming true
All freedom is lost, all is gone