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It that we have reached the edge
That zenith where and comatose collide
Forty ago the man proclaimed
The age of the to be upon us
And even the man was destroying our heritage
And our intelligence

That era has become very
We for pleasure and abhor the guilt of pressure
My generation will go as the architects
Of contemporary

Some have fought and
Others allowed the strong to be butchered for a price
They don't care about and will never understand
I myself am by the selfish face
Of a kind of man that is not

in information
Fundamentalism of
Catastrophic boredom and a fanatical
To that which does not

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

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

is the future you have created
This is the world you have set
All your are coming true
All freedom is lost, all hope is