Shame is such a plain way
To describe this state
And every forked tongue
Displays your intentions
With every forked tongue
A way to ascension
But all is not well
In this world we've created
So bitter and jaded
Again with the same rusted
Routines we make
Does every forked tongue
Seem as unrelenting
As power, as pressure
Every gluttonous pleasure you seek
All is not well
In this world we've created
It's over, you've fucking wasted it

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