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Nothing

Standing at the gates

blinded by our fears

the minds are wicked

words are unclear

Kondolances

abbreviated worlds

the minds are wicked

words are unclear

Undiscovering illusions

of worlds never seen

Entangled in confusion

Nothing is real

The world's wit written

carved into embered stone

the minds are wicked

words are unclear

Sprung forth from abstracts

Into a world of fear

the minds are wicked

words are unclear

And we were silenced from

the degenerate nooks

of burning darkness

The selfrighteous censourers

of dissident thoughts

Devoid of truth they adorn

the path to hell with the

incinerated words if

freedom

So let liberty ring from the

echoes of their

serpent shell

Interconnected

in binary nodes

From the obliteration of

information to the

enslavement of

our souls

At the gates of nothingness

Meet the undoers

Put resolve into it

Forcefeed them with your sins

Undiscovering illusions

of worlds never seen

Entangled in confusion

Nothing is real