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It appears that we reached the edge
zenith where stimuli and comatose collide
Forty years ago the man
The age of the to be upon us
And though the man was destroying our heritage
And our intelligence

That era has become real
We labor for pleasure and abhor the guilt of
My generation go down as the architects
Of contemporary

have fought and died
Others have allowed the to be butchered for a price
themselves don't care about and will never understand
I am beleaguered by the selfish face
Of a of man that is not mankind

Distrust in
Fundamentalism of
Catastrophic boredom and a fanatical
To that which does not

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

What you ever fought for?
What have you ever bled
The of the earth is scarred with the walking dead
The age of the gross is a living

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