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It feels so empty

Dwelling among the bustling biomass

Chaotic flickering

Bacteriums (sic) through the microscope

Indifferent electric light

Brings no life to crippled souls

Pathetic generation

Under oppression of thinking machines


Huge grey gathering

In collapse of morality

Concrete steel empire

Fragile to deformity


Dying out surrounded

With borrowed needless things

With betrayed ideals of constance (sic)

Belching out sordid duality


It feels so needed

Like a needle for a craving vein

Delight through filth

Beyond the border of behaviour

Reproduction without control

To be lost among the similar ones

Cloned to live instead

Of them theirselves (sic)