The ever-expanding infinity.
ideals marching
in opposing directions.

My right is your wrong.
Your weak is my strong.
Reality falls upon the blade.
Dying for the want of a voice.

The distance grows
As they turn their backs and walk away.
The distance grows
We have been condemned; left to decay.
The distance grows
and the war begins.
The distance grows
and hastens the end.

Forever amplifying inhomogeneities
driving forward
with eyes wide shut.
My right is your wrong.
Your noise is my song.
Unreality stands on the corpse
Of the long dead what could have been.

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