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Biting The Hands That Feed Your Tail To Your Mouth
Ingest Your Self Excreted World
Choke On Your Regurgitation

Your Disused Eyes Have Grown Dim
They Focus Not On The Mirror
Reflecting Traffic Turning To The Side
Down One Way Streets

They Flee To Open Grateful Arms
In A World Where Your Will
Neither Applies Nor Makes Sense

It's Repeating On You
We're Overtaking You

The Flock Must Compromise
And Streamline
The Profit From The Few
Worth More Than The Many

The Loss Will Be Small
If You Control And Are All
No Conflict Of Interest
We Are Sole Access

It's Repeating On You
We're Overtaking You

So Forge Ahead To Where You Make Yourself Welcome
And Swallow Your Lies, We Can See Them Through You

Your Current Fill Will Have To Suffice
You've Burst Your Stomach From A Lack Of Spice

Your Innards Hang Out For All To Witness
The Self Serving Organs Are Laid Bare

You've Lost Your Limbs, Wyrm
And These Hands Feed You Not