I am the 3rd person

Life experience through the eyes of a plastic human

An observer of actors acting out

While this Earth goes south

Inevitable loss of intrinsic meaning

Object. identity. utility. signing

It's not what you do

But what you say

Because you're piece of shit anyway

No more silence

Hyperviolence

Spoonfed lies

Streamlined thought

Now what wasn't is

And what was is not

Wickedness in the world

It's mine and it’s yours

That of which I both loathe and adore

Stimulus commodified

Dystopia realised

So what is it that I feel?

What is being taken from me?

Desperation

Creeping

Growing

Eyes are always watching

Knowing

Evil signs

For evil times

Do you want to die?

Wouldn’t you rather feel alive?

No use waiting for the rain

Just fucking nuke it

Send mankind down the drain

Nothing feels real here anymore

Can’t go back to how it was before

Souls syphoned

No curtains drawn

For simple Cattle

And corporate pawns

Premature exits

Trapped by control

Lives without purpose

Fuck the free world

Let it burn

Evil signs

For evil times

History doesn’t repeat

It just rhymes