Stillbirth Machine

Order From Chaos

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    I am an alien from another world
    Sent to communicate a message
    Of wisdom I speak but no one hears me
    Deaf ears, dull eyes leave me behind

    Encased inside blooded flesh
    I communicate my message of truth
    But you are senseless
    To what should never have been forgotten
    The walls are built higher and stronger
    Word by word, the walls of ignorance
    And the worm procreates in my belly

    Begat of spite and hate
    I must pay the wage of sin
    Delusions of grandeur
    Until my birth starts again

    Contractions warm this beating heart
    Umbilically chained to the machine
    Re-emergence of a second coming
    Deliverance into the barren world
    Infanticidal process of regurgitation
    And the chrisom's tears cannot dry

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    Realization hits like a hammer
    As societal stillbirth machine rolls on
    Rusty gears feeding itself confusion
    I choke and gasp on this poisoned world
    And see myself and other human wreckage
    If I had just one wish it would be
    To crawl back into the womb

    Hope is the lie that gropes towards doom
    Blind leading blind
    What we were, we are, and forever will be
    Thy will be done

    Ignorant worms
    White blind and deaf
    And forever doomed
    Groping futility in the sunlight
    And machinations of the truth

    Breaths of pollutants spout from the lips
    Protective measures gas mask welds with flesh
    Adaptation mutation self preservation

    The curse of wisdom
    I see with my eyes plucked out
    I hear with my ears crushed
    Plead for freedom
    Taste the salt (tears for humanity)
    Tears plow furrows down my cheeks
    What have I done
    Now I know that ignorance is bliss

    When I did crawl from the blighted womb
    Childlike spawn of diseased ovum
    Warmth of pain is gone
    My message is clear
    We are like them - you and I are one
    Stunted embryonic forms
    No wisdom unintelligible products of the
    Stillbirth machine

    Why did I ever think I was not
    We are like them
    And I grope blindly in the light
    You and I are one
    Truth sears flesh withers (can't read this bit)
    I was wrong
    I am nothingness I am dust
    Begone

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