What a fucking waste of time,
the lies, the loss, the parts we mime
that we play and dread a gift to the sublime
Well i'm now a robot, plastered in plastic, just got shot.
Fucking fantastic, play play no need to heed the lesson for today
Organise to destroy the last ounce of benificence horay and the glory hole masterbation and that price we pay for experience so simple and plain.
Now, not again, this line cannot sustain the words who speak the unspoken name. we will sacrifice all to the Gods and in vein ,we crawl and suffer it's the only thing that makes us the same
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