The spiral descends, sets the scene
There’s no more knowledge to be gleaned
Inside the confines of society
Time to break free knowingly
This cruel machine
Grinds up and spits the weak
Into pieces, devastate
The minds trapped in this cold hellscape
I see the workings of this strange device
It beckons, leering - made to entice
You into comfort while you slowly regress
Trapped under the wheels of progress
Don’t wanna claw my eyes out anymore - just yours
Standing on the outside, entering the jaws, time to let go of the lost cause
We’ve withstood the gore, more than you can afford
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