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It appears that we reached the edge
That where stimuli and comatose collide
Forty ago the man proclaimed
The age of the gross to be us
And though the man was destroying our heritage
And insulting our

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

Some have fought and
Others have allowed the to be butchered for a price
They themselves don't care about and will understand
I myself am beleaguered by the face
Of a kind of man is not mankind

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

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

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

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