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Static
01:44
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Our morose attempts at life are like static as they flicker in and out.
The dull hum of detachment outweighs our being.
Empty. Vacant. Have we not become machines?
The complex maze of our inner thoughts left untraversed; left to rot.
We’re alive. Breathing, but set to fucking rust.
Feigning lights like static. A glimpse of life but threatening to disconnect.
Our eyes like static. A glimpse of life but threatening to disconnect.
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Protocol
01:15
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Ceasing to speak to elude commitment.
we manifest our ruin in total silence.
Bypassing all protocol of interaction to switch off sentiment
within the control channels. Never grieving. Never feeling.
Relaying disinterest uninterrupted.
A flash of light will carry our final message;
though, we’ve severed physical connection.
The future will crumble in total silence.
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Interference
05:03
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When all streets have finally gone quiet and none still draw living breath,
our ghost transmissions move through the stillness in waves.
Interference broadcast upward and reflected back to an unlistening world.
Repeated on forever loop, our existence has become worthless binary;
digital artifacts abandoned in “the cloud”.
An ultimate reliance on automation; we’ve recorded our great failure;
though, no one is listening...and they never were.
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Malfunction
06:30
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We are the cogs, We are the gears; a spiral axis of perpetual fear.
Bent and broken, aching bodies. We are the cogs, we are the gears .
repetition. grinding rotations. We power the great machine.
Toiling on forever, Running weak and scared, pushing endlessly forward.
Waiting for a spark. the burning indignant rage to set forth the malfunction.
A bleak and crumbling future of all consuming sorrow.
death will be our only rest. We are the cogs, we are the gears;
The living fuel for the great machine, it's cylinders burning away
and we're still waiting for the malfunction.
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Walls of Light
04:40
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We scrawl our disdain on walls of light with dry eyes;
glazed and tired. Lost in the eternal data ether.
blue glow refracting cold indifference through retinal doorways to empty fucking minds.
selfish cowards. Cypher Worship. Rotting shells of our former selves.
forgotten to the mainframes of time. The sum of civilization, in the equation of time.
Is this the apex of humanity? Abnegated followers of nothing Descending into the void.
With endless flashing visions of violence and hate We forget how to feel.
our empathy slips away. forget our courage. forget our pain. forget each other.
Slowly made stupid; slowly made weak. Consigned to Oblivion Our fortitude. our strength.
They say the future will be a dystopian nightmare. We say we’re already here.
trapped under weight of controlling powers. we have arrived.
Mindless drones of self control. standing frozen, scared, staring into walls of light.
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(Interlude)
01:09
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Innocence
02:47
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Gone are the days, the golden age of hope.
watch it evaporate before us; the end of innocence.
naivete takes early flight and gives way to the corruption of youth.
when you see everything nothing is sacred and innocence is dead.
bypassing virtue for knowledge before understanding of a wicked world.
stolen life. a premature end. left to their wretched vices before they have strength to control them. technological smokescreen blinds them.
The information age shows all. When we see everything innocence is lost.
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Hivemind
03:38
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Identity lost in the deafening whir of the masses.
A fool’s mob craving enslavement.
Dismantle ourselves to public approval.
Social acceptance of self abolition.
Connected through wires. No bonds or assurance.
We forfeit our will for the good of the hive. Absorbed into the mainframe.
Together we share. Together believe. Together we trust. Together deceived.
Together we forfeit ourselves for the good of the hive.
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Desensitized
03:16
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We must plug in; inject the stream. Audio / Video sensory.
Atrocities flash before us. Burning white behind our eyes.
Taking in buried deceit in the static.
cold inhumanities that tell the truth of what we really are.
Misinterpreting the realities we sheepishly turn away Desensitized.
Flattened cerebral plains. Minds that do not wander.
We are specters in a world that has changed without us.
Cathode rays burn into our retina. Glaring displays instill a need for infinite want.
The side effects of misinformation pacify our discontent until we are Desensitized.
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