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Pray to your god, |
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So sinister, yet so commonplace... |
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Subconscious network |
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The eerie light you worship so readily |
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Peer in your eyes, in your mind. |
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Used you as your own enemy... |
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Fixate on its gloried role. |
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Profiled and led away, from the truth, like many fools |
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Some hope of a way to break its glare |
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Masses steered by fabricated thoughts, societies wet dream and its goals, |
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Societies wet dream, |
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A long forgotten past, |
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Replaced by what is "now", |
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Reeling out of control, growing, |
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Finite possibilities lay in wait. |
