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Born of craving for noise

The flames of distrust have been fueled

The zeros and ones implant the parasite

a slave to the gift of sight

in this static cesspool

With a shower of sparks and the press of a switch

Magnetic agendas, brain set to standby

to sides of the coin are now one in the same

drawn to charisma and fame

but why?

Fear displayed in incubating hell-shrines

as seen by the half eclipsed eye

Reptillian tongues will not be obscured

deceptive breath which I carve straight through

the chalices spill forth the poisoned lifeblood

flagellate and masturbate your drones into the mud

Static; dogmatic

bring the fucking guns

The men of straw are now in line, just make your choice

falsify and crucify the sober voice

in the wake of massacre, come face to face

this mascarade will help us kill off the human race