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COUNTDOWN TO EXTINCTION
what makes a man decent,
what makes a person human has fallen by the wayside
and been disregarded as weak.
any showing of courtesy has lost all merit.
just like a person's word.

put a candle on my body so the few who are looking can see me through the dark.
and i'll remove my hat for you.

what happened to respect?
and following through with actions?
not just empty words.
in the race for advancement, it has become common to be let down.
disappointment is to be expected.

a trait, a flaw.
something that used to be punishable by death,
is now the norm.
we have drifted so far.
was there ever a time when people were judged by their actions,
and their actions alone?

hanging on.
to dilusions of honor.
hanging on.
still believing in trust.

"a man is only as good as his word,"
is only spoken in stories from long ago.
echoed in the words of the dying.
a forgotten code.
an ignored lesson.
an extinct belief that kept us all human.

hanging on.
to something i heard in stories.
hanging on.
does my word mean nothing?

IT FEELS LIKE DYING
i'm not losing my mind,
you're stealing it.
I'm not paranoid, you're just clever.
but don't underestimate me,
this won't last forever.
i know it won't.
i will cry you a river,
and drown the whole fucking world.

armies of agoraphobics vs armies of ignorance.
we are coming for our sanity.
a piece of mind taken from those who threaten.
we'll finally step into the sunlight.
unafraid of any end.
a disenchanted populace,
desperate for anything but this.

we were cast aside.
and when theres nowhere else to go,
we will be coming for you.

how can i live my life,
knowing that for some reason you think it's yours?
do i really know what i'm doing?
do i really decide?
these are questions that have no business existing.
if we are products of our environment,
then the world is ripe with shame.
the amazing thing is some of us broke away.
the sad thing is we are still half you.

purge them.
payback.

i'm not fucking crazy, i just dont like being controlled.
thats in anyway shape or form.
you're holding too tight.
our only option is to explode.

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