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Discordia (acoustic)

Line by line the artifacts spilling
Across a western world awash in
Imagery and apathy entrenched
We dine together in here
On stark, immiserating axioms
Make our beds, dig our graves
Bled from this cold irrationality
Onto the corpse of a world
We never asked for

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