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Through this thievery

I'm cheated of my precious time

Anaemic, starved, in depravation

Hope once cherished lost

Pawn, prisoner -

Your blood is not your own

A thousand apathetic eyes

Yet not a single tear

A different kind of slavery

Seemingly chosen

Thieves are what you are

Bought right from the start

World-order degenerate

Preaching scavenger art

(I dreamt the world was a better place than it is...)