Here We Go Again Circling Around In A Stagnant Loop
Etching Our Baleful Arcs
While Practising Our Daily Parts In So Far As I Am Here
Lets Not Partake Of This
The Sequential Ritual Intention Of Non-Involvement
So Taciturn And Lacking In Self Autonomy
Following The Game
As The Blind Lead The Blind
And When They Gather You By The Wrist
Tarred And Feathered You'll Twist
I Refuse To Be
One Small Cog In A Wheel
The Small Voice Of The Crowd
In The Eternal Procession They Lead
On And On We Go
Ebbing In Comfort With This Even Flow
Travelling, Unquestioning
The Torrid Face Of Severance
I Would Be With You
If I Could Just Stop Kicking
Against The Popular
So Insular And Secure
A Deviant Out Of Phase In Gesture To
The Servile TroupeOf This Great Misnomer
And When They Gather You By The Wrist
Tarred And Feathered You'll Twist
I Refuse To Be
One Small Cog In A Wheel
The Small Voice Of The Crowd
In The Eternal Procession They Lead

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