Universe 25
We live one life but we can die twice
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
We live one life but we can die twice
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
Husks shuffling dusk to dawn treaded lawns
Enough's never enough without a second thought
Harsh blood sucking vanity, self destruction wrought
Rush to be imposed self anointed archon
Behold the path chosen who do you propose we raise a toast to?
Ode to those who disposed of
Sanctity vanquishing nature do we know what we're relinquishing?
No? Well thankfully consequence is
Dead, no time to contemplate your dread
Inject that stimulus
Instead so pump up full of dopamine and drown in opulence
My friend, or are you enemy?
Complacent ushering hundreds of legs to the same fate like a centipede
Watch 'em cluster up and witness the behavior sink and surface as worthless at blinding speed no identity
Incisors find purchase with impunity, breach epidermis bleed dignity and urge us to put trust into this
Surplus self service testament to progress
Purchased purpose unrest amongst the populace
Less you think the less it matters
Pestilence to brain matter
Glossy eyes and dull chatter stain glass shattered what a beautiful mess
What a suitable nest,
Ensures inhabitants stay steeped in it's inscrutableness
All too futile unless gratuitousness desists
Evulse that enduring all too rooted lustprinzip
No, never ask for less than instant gratification
Never settle for second best, don't question the foundation
Never second guess wearing suicide vests like your Sunday best
Sign the guest book with minimal investment
Preoccupation on preening and primming of one's vestment
Personify perfection in nothing but your presentment
Vapid beautification resentment of visitation from the day you learn to crawl away until your final placement
We live one life but we can die twice
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
We live one life but we can die twice
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
Welome to their end, elimination of predation
Usher in classism as the predator prey replacement
Turn the population from equals to evils and the so called weak willed to be culled what happened to the meek will inherit?
They became much more beautiful than we ever imagined
Paid the price by never having a true place to inhabit
Its funny how these mice of NIMH had it all but a ballast and excised of meaningful struggle manifested in malice
I shall largely speak of mice, but my thoughts are on man
I hope we're wise enough to keep ourselves from all being damned
But I've seen it before, warning of downfall gets panned as something odious, propaganda copious, too much to withstand
What's with this rat race to build a Utopia?
Whats the purpose of having a surplus in the cornucopia?
If it means less fortunate will wish you won't dish out conceited feedings and beatings on a whim as you deem appropriate
Top of the chain that no longer exists
I've added exquisite pain to the grocery list
That contains all one needs to keep to self in a curated realm
Growth stunted from the over-stimulation even
Worse the realization of redundance who can laugh when we're all dunces?
Queue up track grab a camera watch the stunting
Watch the jumping
Watch the beating
Watch the bleeding
Watch the hunting
Watch the gutting
Morals deconstructing
It's disgusting
We've defeated nature
we've defeated distance
we've defeated the body so now our battle is existence
No longer running from them bumps in the night
It's fight or flight from what's trapped up in our minds as we spiral down
Sink our teeth in gluttony
Turn a quiet town from a colony to mutiny
Form a faction take a fraction
Swim upstream to guttery
Smells so putrid, welcome future disillusion
We must not alter course now mustn't we?
We live one life but we can die twice
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
We live one life but we can die twice
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
You don't stop having ears just because the room is soundproof
You still get shot even though the vest is bulletproof
The best laid plans and strategies were never future proof
Hence I might choke on my own words in the recording booth
But I can live with that
I'm sure we'll live through this
Resiliency's our specialty
Bottom barrel decadence defendants punctuate our sentencing of ascendancy
Crowned conquerors of physicality
Assailed by technology we brought to bear I swear'll bury me
In a shallow grave to save labor
Pave way for monumentalality of all our vices to the basest desires
Are we men the mice?
Are we still alive?
Are we still alive?
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
We live one life but we can die twice
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
Husks shuffling dusk to dawn treaded lawns
Enough's never enough without a second thought
Harsh blood sucking vanity, self destruction wrought
Rush to be imposed self anointed archon
Behold the path chosen who do you propose we raise a toast to?
Ode to those who disposed of
Sanctity vanquishing nature do we know what we're relinquishing?
No? Well thankfully consequence is
Dead, no time to contemplate your dread
Inject that stimulus
Instead so pump up full of dopamine and drown in opulence
My friend, or are you enemy?
Complacent ushering hundreds of legs to the same fate like a centipede
Watch 'em cluster up and witness the behavior sink and surface as worthless at blinding speed no identity
Incisors find purchase with impunity, breach epidermis bleed dignity and urge us to put trust into this
Surplus self service testament to progress
Purchased purpose unrest amongst the populace
Less you think the less it matters
Pestilence to brain matter
Glossy eyes and dull chatter stain glass shattered what a beautiful mess
What a suitable nest,
Ensures inhabitants stay steeped in it's inscrutableness
All too futile unless gratuitousness desists
Evulse that enduring all too rooted lustprinzip
No, never ask for less than instant gratification
Never settle for second best, don't question the foundation
Never second guess wearing suicide vests like your Sunday best
Sign the guest book with minimal investment
Preoccupation on preening and primming of one's vestment
Personify perfection in nothing but your presentment
Vapid beautification resentment of visitation from the day you learn to crawl away until your final placement
We live one life but we can die twice
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
We live one life but we can die twice
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
Welome to their end, elimination of predation
Usher in classism as the predator prey replacement
Turn the population from equals to evils and the so called weak willed to be culled what happened to the meek will inherit?
They became much more beautiful than we ever imagined
Paid the price by never having a true place to inhabit
Its funny how these mice of NIMH had it all but a ballast and excised of meaningful struggle manifested in malice
I shall largely speak of mice, but my thoughts are on man
I hope we're wise enough to keep ourselves from all being damned
But I've seen it before, warning of downfall gets panned as something odious, propaganda copious, too much to withstand
What's with this rat race to build a Utopia?
Whats the purpose of having a surplus in the cornucopia?
If it means less fortunate will wish you won't dish out conceited feedings and beatings on a whim as you deem appropriate
Top of the chain that no longer exists
I've added exquisite pain to the grocery list
That contains all one needs to keep to self in a curated realm
Growth stunted from the over-stimulation even
Worse the realization of redundance who can laugh when we're all dunces?
Queue up track grab a camera watch the stunting
Watch the jumping
Watch the beating
Watch the bleeding
Watch the hunting
Watch the gutting
Morals deconstructing
It's disgusting
We've defeated nature
we've defeated distance
we've defeated the body so now our battle is existence
No longer running from them bumps in the night
It's fight or flight from what's trapped up in our minds as we spiral down
Sink our teeth in gluttony
Turn a quiet town from a colony to mutiny
Form a faction take a fraction
Swim upstream to guttery
Smells so putrid, welcome future disillusion
We must not alter course now mustn't we?
We live one life but we can die twice
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
We live one life but we can die twice
Dont ask me ask the other 25
Are we men or mice?
Do we bide or thrive?
Cede to the vice
Is it really worth our lives?
You don't stop having ears just because the room is soundproof
You still get shot even though the vest is bulletproof
The best laid plans and strategies were never future proof
Hence I might choke on my own words in the recording booth
But I can live with that
I'm sure we'll live through this
Resiliency's our specialty
Bottom barrel decadence defendants punctuate our sentencing of ascendancy
Crowned conquerors of physicality
Assailed by technology we brought to bear I swear'll bury me
In a shallow grave to save labor
Pave way for monumentalality of all our vices to the basest desires
Are we men the mice?
Are we still alive?
Are we still alive?
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