Ethereal entrancement captures a certain state of mind
As the Being is lost, and we gaze astronomically into the future
Crystallising all the matter that stands in our collective path
For personal gain, and back stabbing investment.
Frozen moons sing across the vast depths of space and time
Causing even the most fearless Man to cower in a personal cave
Away from the piercing radiation of the red-mist sunlight
Showering through the stained glass of Institutional Belief
Invading the blood-shot eyes of apparent Saints,
Who bathe in the faith of the hopeful masses.
Uttering defiance into the wind,
The Universe takes another swipe at humanity’s feeble clutches
Pulling reality towards the fabrics of a Black Hole,
Whilst tearing through the foundations of its Consciousness.
Our souls will be vacuumed to the vacancies of time,
Making a house that wasn’t a home
Deceit flows with the breeze,
As rumours of distrust are thrown around
Like a carnivorous game of Chinese Whispers.
The soft voices you hear claim the children are happy
And you walk to the train station,
Treading in the shoes which are stained with their tears
The walls of the factory tells no lies
A forsaken revolution screams at the top of its lungs.
The kiss of a bullet enforced the obedience
and benefited, once again, the White Shirts of Consumerism.
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