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It appears that we reached the edge
zenith where stimuli and comatose collide
Forty years ago the man
The age of the gross to be us
And even though the man was destroying our
And our intelligence

That era has become real
We labor for pleasure and abhor the guilt of
My generation go down as the architects
Of contemporary

Some have and died
Others have 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 of man that is not mankind

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

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

What have you ever for?
What have you ever bled
The face of the earth is scarred the walking dead
The age of the is a living virus

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