Awaken . . . your privacy's been forsaken. Another week's bled away, interview with disorientation. Walk away from chaos into turmoil, miles unceasing. If not for neuroticism, the screams would follow, will frostbite
echo?
Millions of faces with no names. Our forgotten generation takes the blame, refusing your guns, suits, and ties. Courage of the absent-mind feigns fear of inevitable demise.
So hold on as long as you can, white knuckle gripping to life. Contradict your commandments by sending me off to die.
Wise me learn from the mistakes of the past. The empire blind to
history. Our leaders believe ego overcomes logic, we speed toward tragedy. They cut us off, blacklisting our legacy. We are the chosen, prophets who cleanse new age heresy. They contradict His commandments, sending children off to die.
We the people of the Forgotten States of America salute the flag with
a thumb up our ass, a hand in our mouth. Swearing solemnly to die for a government that supplies the world with commerce, our economy on the decline. Unemployed because I'm overqualified, out of options because I'm underfinanced. Neck and neck in this race between change and decay. Pawns in a chess game for global domination that I choose not to play. I choose to put down my plow and pick up my sword, fighting a system that believes they understand my demographic. I am not a statistic