Lifeline Lost
The Great Deceiver
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Reflexes shot
The myth retired
Our lives confined
And unfulfilled
Between despondency and hope
Still ownards. Onwards
Ever onwards
Power, wealth, knowledge
My lifeline, my lifeline
My lifeline lost
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As they herd us back
Into their cages fo comfort
Of need, of quiet mediocrity
We are but a small part
In a picture so big
It s obscene
Call it wasteland
Call it hell
I call it home, i call it life
My illusion s gone, this is it
Nothing more, nothing less
Hit floor, one last time
No more, no more