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It appears we have reached the edge
That where stimuli and comatose collide
years ago the man proclaimed
The age of the to be upon us
And even though the man was our heritage
And insulting our

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

Some have fought and
Others have allowed the strong to be butchered for a
They themselves don't care and will never understand
I myself am beleaguered by the face
Of a kind of man is not mankind

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

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

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

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