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Like lambs to the slaughter we have been led

To this carnivorous machine we are fed

Will we continue to be deceived

Another number in a system of greed

No rhyme or reason in a shapes' corporeal form

No arguing the season to deviate from the norm

Lights a-dance in a static display

Monolithic eloquence the signals light our way

Justifiably exquisite unique serenity they hold

Are we convinced to follow them

As pawns fall into the fold

Like lambs to the slaughter We are led

Carnivorous conscience they are fed

Sub-serviant attitudes can be achieved

If they erradicate our will to feed

No words of meaning the image they try to convey

Patterns of thought for dissaray

The knowledge we seek compells us to obey

Our minds numb to the truth

Are sucked into decay