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Ancient scrolls of man dictate subservience.
To fail in playing God is to succeed in being dead.
Buildings devoured by time pockmark an earth held hostage.

The harborer of life is now a dark chasm, where nothing grows.

And we failed to recognize freedom as an illusion,
Served on a silver platter labeled choice.
Choose to purchase an education, transportation, habitation.
Choose to wonder who the fuck you really are when the clock hits 5:01

Now you choose a scenic burial plot, and a mournful epitaph.

We are champions of self-destruction.
We choose to render the earth sterile.

Whispers of sanity are cyclones hurling hostility.
A narrow margin of escape, reasoning with evil.

Insidious, creeping fear,
Stagnant, brooding monstrosities.
In the depths of this mental cage

The paradox unfolds: our most fatal
Fears are found free inside the mind.
The hell that awaits sleeps behind our eyes.

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