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This everlasting energy that drives us further to the
end
It proves fatal, vital to be
Incomplete is to live and perfection is
death
we are all marching martyrs in this hole called earth

We all crawl
our way through life to live
Bred to consume and to breed, to
bleed

Striving for a life of perfection
Unable to see what we really
are
Convince ourselves that there is a point to breathe

A vision of
salvation that keeps us striving for the cause
Is it pointless? devoid of
hope
Incomplete is to die and perfection is life
Telling lies despite
yourself is fodder for the weak

Striving for a life of perfection
Unable to
see what we really are
Convince ourselves that there is a point to
breathe

‘What is man but a self proclaimed evolved animal
Following
pointless rules and fooling itself its own
Existence is of any relevance to
this world, at all’

Idiocracy, reality, a self fulfilling prophecy
A
recurring nightmare of goals you can’t achieve

Striving for a life of
perfection
Unable to see what we really are

Striving for a life of
perfection
Unable to see what we really are
Convince ourselves that there is
a point to breathe
There is no point…
Striving for a life of
perfection
Unable to see what we really are
Convince ourselves that there is
a point to breathe

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