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The gears are in place

Memories erased

Sadistic psychological warfare

Reprogrammed to assassinate

Trigger set to detonate

The numbers leave your sanity ensnared

Identity impaired

By the ones who would celebrate tyranny

Take your gun to his head

With one shot the world is dead

The new hell flagged and frozen over

Existential pestilence

Loyalty to nothingness

Question if my mind is mine

Running out of time

Shards of a fractured mind cut deeper

End his life

End our time

A world refined

As we cut the ties

To your mind