Anarchy will set us free
After chaos emerges order
Resurrect reason and science
from the cemetery
The serpents drown in
their own overflow
Yes the human latrine has become
fact
Drowsiness and binary induced
fatigue
are inherently bound to that
Murmur and confusion
The inability to elate
raped man’s true destiny
and transcendental faith
Your tongue is petrified
If you speak it will crumble
Turn to dust
While you’re breathing
dust from of your mouth
Oh apparatus
You’ve become rusted and clunky
You’ve made the world boring
instead of ecstatic
instead of ecstatic
You’ve brought us dread
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