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IF I HAD A SOUL
come and get your reward, your patience hasn't gone unnoticed. order requires stagnation, now you need discipline more than ever. you never had it betterif i had a soul. it should be destroyed. if i had a spirit. it would be waiting for its chains. our bloody fists banging, on the gates of hope. clinging on to the morals, drenched with subservience. with the honour of the servants. liberation laid to waste. desires turned into profit into the graves that have become our lives, the passion under the pressure that suffocates and does not refine. we count our blessings, we still keep coming short. it's cold around us, the world ablaze can't keep us warm
GLOVES COME OFF
caught in a war of attrition, of concepts, agreements like bullets mowing us down. and ballots are useless detergents, for the wounds reality infected a code of dishonour, stressing the importance, of iron fists with gloves come off. at any rate (grow) at any rate (expand) the prophecies of progress must be fulfilled. at any cost (the dotted lines) at any rate (blessed with success) later than we dare to think . the culture of success, just a mirage, while decadence is the norm. spiral of decline, untenable lifestyles, something to strive for, to keep from sinking. past caring, you're so used to the stench. this stench has rubbed off on to me, the smell of networks of deceit. competition with no end. the price of participation is pacification
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