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Remains of Unfruitful ExistenceWhat with one hand spinning lies the other feeds on deceptionOur young ensure the inevitable A thousand eyes watch helpless, the morals spit upon our open arms Black cover all, the ground opens technology;s great achievnents The immeasurable storms bring foretold destinies Leaving man in his rightful places, cowering in the face of violence Numbers rise beyond control all meat for the slaughter; the great being does not live It never was and shall be forever,man the temporary inhabitant only by his way |