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ROT

from STROKE by CHAVER

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Blind and cold profession
Machines, function, forgetting
Stare, ignore, tradition
Feed, digest, inquisition

Rot

Lifeless shell living by the code
Packed in a shelf
Who archives the most is worth more than anybody else?
Give me a break! What´s the deal with so called wealth?

Buy, take, eat
Accept these lies, repeat
Day by fucking day

Let me step out of this life
Can´t take the pressure any more night
A decent living? It is the death in disguise.
Wish to grow some wings and finally I fly
And leave this dump alone knowing it rots.

But when the light of a new day
comes crashing in and I see the ruins of Moloch
My last wish was please die!

Notes:
About how certain kinds of everyday jobs make
our life like the motion of the machines we work
on and about how bleak existing in our system
is from time to time.

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from STROKE, released March 20, 2017

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CHAVER started in 2016

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