The Machine
By Netsubo
Wine flows through.. My bloodstream numbing.. The day to day.. Pain and travesty.. Tripping down the road of life.. Once more.. Bringing me closer To my demise.. I smile.. My smile recedes I no longer wear this mask.. No longer cover myself in... Lies... It weighs me down.. Now.. such freedom.. I rid myself of that hate Here comes some more.. This time.. its not just.. For me Its for anyone worth hating.. Anyone in my way My sword unsheathed My arms cutting a deep line.. Through all of you And all your brethren.. Kindred.. what a wonderful word You think youre like me.. Leave me.. Leave me be and let me live.. Without you dragging me behind If you wont leave.. Ill make you.. leave.. This world Cover me in a thick blanket Saturate me in you.. Liquefy all your feelings Sell them in a plastic bottle.. Sell your pathetic soul Whoring yourself on shelves in stores Giving your heart to those you dont know You dont know shit.. So sell yourself Ill get the last bite.. Maybe scraps of your tormented being It wont matter.. Youll never escape You can never escape From this machine.. youre not strong enough.. Youll never rid yourself of this machine called Society Written September 17th, 2001 © on Sep 17 2001 06:18 AM PST 0 • 9
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"Wine flows through....."