This town is a forest With rot down to the roots The ones you cast in charge Feed you fictions Another fruitless bounty Of ash inside our mouths Emotionless motions Violence unfurls, past and present Like an endless curse From a loveless world Content in our stasis In a crumbling home You thrive on the notion Of a prison with four walls To cloak the shortcomings Of social free fall The ones you cast in charge Feed you fictions like poison Under a throne of oppression Under an endless curse
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