Cycles of Discipline

Nonsensical
Identical
Synthetical?
Indistinct...
The lines are blurred now
Five cycles were awaiting our arrival
Exponential decay
We have arrived

Weak in the flesh
I think it's time to refresh
The lies and hate within their eyes

Cycle one: Initial rejection
Cycle two: Depression, recession
Cycle three: Loss of law enforcement
Cycle four: Military conquest
Cycle five: Death, destruction, devastation

This renovation was made to collapse

A unifying factor
Was it ever vivid?
We, the reactor
Humanity, livid
Social democracy
Here comes hypocrisy
The trepidation brought down upon us all
Disobedience
Not taken lightly
Impolitely
This is now a work in progress
Death, destruction, devastation

Suppressing freedom?
This hate is palpable
The great dilemma
Creasing the fabrics
You are not inventive
Only destructive
Only a failure

Accelerate
Eliminate
Detoxicicate
Indistinct...
The lines are blurred now
Five cycles were awaiting our arrival
An indolent society falls to its knees again
No time for sympathy
We're on the point of death
Flatlining
Remaining static
Final words
It's finished now

Cycle one: Initial rejection
Cycle two: Depression, recession
Cycle three: Loss of law enforcement
Cycle four: Military conquest
Cycle five: Death, destruction, devastation

Nonsensical

We are unconquerable



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Mcgonnell
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