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Decay Of Autonomy

Chained forever but keep asking why
this resistance under concrete sky
bleed towards toll and you will die with this
the future is something that the poor will miss

we will reign
the economic strain
passed out until we feel the freedom we feign

Trapped in poverty and promised mist
only this is real and ageing fist
limited to nothing but will hollow eyes
the conflict internal as the autonomy dies


We must live for much more then this
banded together forever living in piss
bleed my fingers I have more to gain
scratching at the air in aching pain


Silver smokes lays like a tired whore
the satisfied still hunger and scream for more
disposed vilified and taught to miss
divine internal away from the cold abyss


Once burdened but now taught to hope
freedom found amongst eternal reels of dope
the dirt builds where it did once corrode
the future is ours now that the past is sold

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