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It appears that we have the edge
zenith where stimuli and comatose collide
Forty ago the man proclaimed
The age of the gross to be us
And even though the man was destroying our
And our intelligence

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

Some fought and died
Others have allowed the to be butchered for a price
They don't care about and will never understand
I myself am by the selfish face
Of a kind of man that is not

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

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

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

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