We live in dread
and reap what we sow
modifying genes
with cancer we’ve grown
grieving for losses
autonomy sold
we’re nowhere near the gods
the commercials fortold
were nowhere near the images
tattoed on our souls
we’re nowhere near the gods
the scriptures fortold
lost the way in temples
built by the old
we’re nowhere near the gods
the television fortold
theres no we
i will turn on you
there’s no free
those masters bought me too
theres no we
i will turn on you
the marketplace
already bought me too
we drink in spit
and thank who we owe
ratnests for comfort
and taxes on woe
inferior goods
for inferior souls
were nowhere nears the kings
we made believe we were told
were not the millionaires
weve been forced to behold
were not the deities
lore carved into stone
were not the peasantry
fooled to be slow
and were not the fucking bastards
worth pennies on the bone
who ever fell for product placement?
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