I open my weary eyes but it’s happening again.
Pollution fills my lungs and I feel like I’m insane.
I’ll pretend it’s right, I’ll define this as every other day.
I push away the meaning denying what’s behind the veil.
Billions of people marching in line,
they never speak but they’re screaming inside:
“We just want to die”.
The death drive inside of them,
crushing the bounds of a fallen reign.
(We were born enslaved).
The death drive they sublimate,
a will of destruction predicting our fate.
(We were born to fail).
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