You a re a threa t to the world
To its integrity, to its dyna mics
With a conscience on sta nd-by
And a servile need to bow
A puppet of politics you a re
Enmeshed in the a ll consuming web of power
You a re the subtle voice of others
Predictions a re lies
Decei have a nd misguide
Your eye for a n eye
Ha s left you blind
Reinventing bla ck a nd white
Your division of good a nd ba d
The la ngua ge of socia l regression
The right cure for a wounded civiliza tion?
Wha t ha ve you done to bring pea ce?
You ha ve isola ted your country
These erected wa lls of pride a re a defense
A na rcissistic a ttempt to become immune
Blind, fa lse a nd numb
I dont envy you,
Your burden must be a hell of a curse
Prota gonist of the thea ter of the a bsurd
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Neaera
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