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It appears we have reached the edge
That zenith where and comatose collide
years 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 very real
We labor for pleasure and the guilt of pressure
My generation go down as the architects
Of disgust

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

in information
Fundamentalism of
Catastrophic boredom and a devotion
To which does not matter

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

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

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