You have chosen a name for incarceration as a way
to hide what wants to hide
Bear witness to function as it sanctifies destruction
A fastidious plague remembers none
Floor to ceiling, wall to wall
You call this living? You all this moving on?
The end of us all
You have kept me afraid, by kinship enslaved
to where my arteries will end
Renounce what is missing, every lapse is a blessing
Repetition is faith and repentance is wrong
Floor to ceiling, wall to wall
You call this living? You all this moving on?
The end of us all!
the Dead are living, entireties fall
You call us unforgiving?! Call it what you are:
The end of us all!

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