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They Live, We Sleep

Existential, astral pleading

Cast asunder, crying, bleeding

Aching, praying, here decaying

Dark, descending, cable laying


Transatlantic, start to panic

Scripture's truth, with heart Satanic

Diseased, disturbed, fatigue completed

Replete, redacted, and depleted


Resource lost, hidden cost

Paint with doves, but hurt like war

Wounds recited, secret, idle

Lined with hands still clutching idols


Engine stalling, hell is calling

Collecting souls caught up in falling

Frozen coast, untouchables

With wires running, transferred funds


Glasses wearing, specter staring

Spectral monochrome displays

Fight revealing, waking, peeling

Showing off the end of days


Webs of weavers, dark deceivers

Torture healers, hang believers

Set their sights on sacred places

Make believing about races


Ever sleeping, mental leaking

Mesmerized to aid their living

These serpents sinking, fangs unending

Seeking coffins, steeped in soil


To build for us a tomb of toil

Golgotha gasping, Legion grasping

Digging pits for deeper masking

Advertising fascist tactics


Lining up these empty tombs

For you and I and me and you

Graves dug with repetitious chanting

Calling for the end of us


History at last unfolding

Gravitational graduation boldly

Going in circles already run

Lessons you never fucking learned


Flow like empty stars collapsing

I fear this vision is relapsing

Broken syllables as answers

Obey, Consume, Repeat


They Live, We Sleep


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