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It appears that we have the edge
That zenith where stimuli and comatose
Forty years ago the man
The age of the to be upon us
And even though the man was our heritage
And insulting our

That era has become very
We labor for pleasure and abhor the guilt of
My will go down as the architects
Of disgust

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

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Fundamentalism of
boredom and a fanatical devotion
To that which does not

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

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

This is the you have created
This is the world you have set
All lies are coming true
All freedom is lost, all is gone