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Prickles come from above
Entirely telling you how to live
Nobody can live alone
Inside themselves
Staring from within at what you wish you could have

Instead of living amongst what you could obtain
Souls floundering in a sea

Hot
Unanimously desiring the same
Grapes of wrath they wish were theirs
Entropies in the river of hate and desire

Inconceviably silent nights

Hung
Arrested
Violated
Excited

Another man down the endless abyss

Going
And going
Run for your life but you can’t escape
Going
Away from it all
Nothing is for keeps
Towards a higher plane we strive
Underneath culture’s crushing weight
we are all
Ants
Nobody will ever save

Control we have none
Over our lives, our destinies
Control of death is all we have
Knives of pleasure, knives of pain

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