Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Stolen Soul

brutality invested
regret digested
domination
domination
domination of the stolen soul

come now the harvester-
bringer of imaginations genocide
come now the suited god-
bringer of the dreams drowning tide

remorse conflicted
faith interjected
domination
domination
domination of the stolen soul

unthinking minds of the expendable explode from the orgasm of new found knowledge
forced upon them by the rapists of youth disguised as creators of fantasy
society dies
god weeps for his creation gone so terribly wrong

sanity tested
reality created
domination
domination
domination of the stolen soul

a generation under control
droning mindless living dead
fixated on digitized fantasy
at birth a video card in your head

domination
domination
domination of the stolen soul

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