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Illusive Objects
03:56
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Paranoia swells gruesomely upon such fragility,
Ever-present doubt bares down;
A physical manifestation of sheer weight,
On my regressing shoulders.
No, I am the first of the free,
Superior; only my eyes can truly see.
I require not the support of others,
Only the strength of my own shadow.
To trust in others is suicidal,
The greed of man; unquenchable.
Leaving partners to decay and die;
Brothers butchered in the name of profit.
Morality is propaganda fed to us by the above,
To control the minds of the free,
But I will not become the modern casualty,
You will not take the last of me.
I see intent within their eyes,
At the slightest sign of weakness.
They will rape all that I am.
They will not take what's in these hands.
You will not take the last of me.
Morality is propaganda fed to us by the above,
To control the minds of the free,
But I will not become the modern casualty,
You will not take the last of me.
No, I am the first of the free,
Superior; only my eyes can truly see.
I require not the support of others,
Only the strength of my own shadow.
For putting faith in the weak of this world,
Can only result in my own end.
I feel your greed; I won't let you destroy me;
You will not take the last of me.
You will not take the last of me.
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Embrace Abstraction
02:48
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Something calls to us from æons ago,
Superior entities incarcerated in stone.
A wealth of technological power; unfathomable to mankind,
Reducing human society to its base roots; dominate by abstraction.
Embracing abstraction,
Ancient races of gods.
Enslaved as a mining race,
Raped, used for copulation; the breeding of hybrid.
A wealth of technological power; unfathomable to mankind,
Reducing human society to its base roots; dominate by abstraction.
Dominate by abstraction.
The dying days of humankind;
Ancient deities from stars afar.
Enslaved and raped to create the drone race,
The strongest must always thrive.
Dominate by abstraction.
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As Time Will Show
03:26
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Purpose illusive,
Insomnia commands me.
Grasping for the walls,
Denied mental foundation.
Neural transmission paroxys,
Frantic sporadism; frenzied information.
Random signals cross paths and convex,
Within my decaying conscience.
Spasmodic pulses of insanity,
Collapsing logical self.
My intellect is caving;
Pain exceeding human threshold.
Tearing at my own flesh, denying hypoxia,
I will not succumb to this madness.
Searing flashes of all I have been,
A life once hopeful now evades me.
Skin disintegrating; burning like paper.
I will not succumb to this madness.
Purpose illusive,
Insomnia commands me.
Unaccepting of ultimatum,
I defy this; I will become fate.
A birthright foretold of this world will not defeat me.
I will ascend.
My lifeforce is fading,
Mental degradation reflected physically.
My body crumbles but I remain steadfast,
I will not succumb to this madness.
Limbless, fragments tear from my shell,
Yet my focus will not waver.
I must rise beyond mortal plane.
I will not succumb to this madness.
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