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33 lines
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It appears that we have reached the Edge, that zenith where stimuli and comatose collide.
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Forty years ago, The Man proclaimed the Age of the Gross to be upon us, and even though the
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Man was destroying our heritage and insulting our intelligence,
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That era has become very real.
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We labor for pleasure and abhor the guilt of pressure.
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My generation will go down as the architects of contemporary disgust.
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Some have fought and died.
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Others have allowed the strong to be butchered for a price they themselves don't care about
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And will never understand.
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I myself am beleaguered by the selfish face of a kind of man that is Not mankind.
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Distrust in information.
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Fundamentalism of opinion.
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Catastrophic boredom, and a fanatical devotion to that which does not matter.
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Where is your glory now, people?
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Where are your gods and politicians?
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Where is your shame and salvation?
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You Rage For No Reason Because You Have No Reason.
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What have you ever fought for?
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What have you ever bled for?
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The face of the earth is scared with the walking dead.
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The age of the gross is a living virus.
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This is the future you have created.
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This is the world you have set ablaze.
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All your lies are coming true.
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All Freedom Is Lost.
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All Hope Is Gone.
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Name .execute.
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Artist Slipknot
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Album All Hope Is Gone
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