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It appears we have reached the edge
That zenith stimuli and comatose collide
years 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 very
We labor for pleasure and the guilt of pressure
My generation will go as the architects
Of contemporary

Some have and died
Others have allowed the strong to be for a price
They themselves don't about and will never understand
I myself am by the selfish face
Of a kind of man is not mankind

Distrust in
of opinion
Catastrophic boredom and a devotion
To which does not matter

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

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

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