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The Problem With Life
Silence is murderous.
Words are nothing but lies:
Beautiful construction with
Horrifying results.
They try to control us,
We're bound by puppet strings
That don't really exist at all.
We fall one by one.
Their thoughts are in your heads.
Bliss is ignorance.
Though the strongest can't understand it,
They continue to hand it.
Intelligence loses power,
Strength is nothing much.
We are all bound by one.
A way of the mind
That will bind us all
For the rest of time.