None Of This Is The Truth

Sadistic intent The modern cynic Venom spitters fatalistic Poison seeping These machines are never sleeping The illusion of power The life and the death of a coward I know now we're lost I know now you're gone Born into this post-modern trauma Severed intentions Tethered affection All encompassing Domination The fall of the state Division disorder Annulled of every treason These machines prey on the weakest No moderation You're either dead or you're complacent No end no love no one None of this is the truth