Deprivation

Involuntary binding of the masses
Working to avenge a dead cause
Pollution in our minds confide
In a worthless goal of desolation

I... I can only hope to stop
Flowing, spiralling into the void
Manufactured personal nightmares
A vulgar violence, it's so relentless...

This poison gesture I will throw aside
To stare into oblivion and hold still
To nurture the deep carvings buried within
And I feel like burning everything

Destruction of all you ever loved
And you will become used to it
A new life, never an option
Banished to a life of... Deprivation...

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Radical, but somehow I could see history in there. Pretty cool piece.

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Fuck, pretty cool.

Thanks, much appreciated

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Reminds me of any large city at any moment of any day, just behind the veneer. Nice work.