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• Artiste: Misery Index
• Titre: Plague Of Objects
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Disembodied, our consciousness Explodes and fragments, into streams of sleek illusion Our ambitions, they intertwine Across these wires, where imagery and circuitry conceive your dreams inseparable from mine One part desire, and one part capital, fuel delusion, For all these pointless things we'll never need Glaring facades, fade to mirage, coaxing in culture benign Hunting for bliss, yet none can exist, where no wit nor wisdom thrives Soma-sedate, running in place, dimensions compressing with time Dreaming in code, sleeping awake, spiraling into an endless night A plague of objects, ephemeral, hallucinations, consensual...invite them in Feeding online, absent of mind, a chorus of billions thrive Drifting away, cascade and fade, where desire comes pre-made Click and delete, end and repeat, no world beyond that door Troll and evade, lurk and persuade, the worst you'll find's an error 404 A plague of objects, ephemeral, hallucinations, consensual... invite them in... let them build your castles in the air Through deserts dry hypnotic, the dreams of man will crawl Parched with thirst and dying, into waiting corporate claws Youth flows here forever, from fountains spewing terabytes Why believe in heaven, when all that's solid melts to air in life?