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It appears that we have reached the
That where stimuli and comatose collide
Forty years ago the man
The age of the to be upon us
And though the man was destroying our heritage
And our intelligence

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

Some have fought and
Others allowed the strong to be butchered for a price
They themselves don't care about and will understand
I myself am beleaguered by the selfish
Of a kind of man that is not

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

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

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

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