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Every day, I start anew

Ever biding fact that my life is almost through

Going to hell, calling it life

A constant moment suffering is what we’re meant to do

Existence is a battle of war

Survival of the fittest no longer calls the score

Modern convenience the whore

Taking it simple and living it soft just makes you need more

Scrambling to gain a hold

Keep us blind and ignorant

So we do what we’re told

Pushing us down into the fold

Simple human putty that is easy to mold

The enemies, take on different forms

Reliance becoming the modern-day norm

Falling ever deeper, into the trap

Blind obedience is where we’re almost at

Bureaucratic business the life

Only answer seems to be grab the fucking knife

To turn it on you or me

A comfortable slave existence is not where I want to be

Substitutes for distraction

Pacifies and prevents the taking of action

Fall in line, don’t tax the mind

A lonely wasted deathbed is what you will find

Life becomes meaningless

Vengeance for suffering

Instinct kicks in then the killing begins

Pens and papers, stamps and lies

All push us closer to the day we die

Guns, explosives, sticks and knives

The only answer is to start taking lives

Living puppets, of all race and age

A life so simple, you never notice the rage

The machine rolls on, thousands strong

Made to know your opinions is dead fucking wrong

Pit us against one another

A life of ease in which to suffer

There’s little that they have to do

Just take away our right to choose