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It appears that we have the edge
That zenith where and comatose collide
Forty ago the man proclaimed
The age of the gross to be us
And even though the man was destroying our
And our intelligence

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

Some have fought and
have allowed the strong to be butchered for a price
They themselves don't care about and never understand
I myself am beleaguered by the face
Of a kind of man that is not

Distrust in
of opinion
Catastrophic and a fanatical devotion
To that which not matter

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

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

This is the future you have
This is the world you have set
All your lies are true
All is lost, all hope is gone