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| Abandoned empathy Is this how life ought to be A grander theory Morality replaced with greed Vice become virtue And virtue unwise Material fortune Our souls where the price Within the sands of time is stored the data of our minds Through the sands of time unfolds the tragedy of our kind From the cross to the stake, to the trepanning chair Another cup of poison is swallowed in despair In the dead of night comes the memories I recall the things that they did to me The art of torture has its origin in hell In our basic nature, the mastery handled well We have been created in the image of infinite pain The path that lies behind us denotes the future as it has been laid To seek the truth Is to swim in a sea of lies To speak the truth Is suicide in disguise Cartesian reality Truly caused by insanity A cure for the disease Remove what does not exist In the dead of night they came for me To remove the thoughts that they caused to be |
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