(this is another oldie...)

Can you see the truth
With your blinded eyes?
Can you still feel -
Numb with all these lies?

Does this wretched machine
Bring you any relief?
Or do you still hold on to -
All your shattered belief?

Do the tears move you
Of all those you deprive?
Running with all the dead -
Are you still alive?

Has your beast corroded
Your empty shell?
Are your angels burning
In this blazing hell?

Till your body dies,
Till your flesh rots,
Your are but a slave -
Chained to their thoughts. . .

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