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• Artiste: New Silent Generation (The)
• Titre: /Run: Glitch
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Concrete wombs house The last remnants of This orphaned generation And if the innocent Are assayed For execution Then who would dare Tax Depravity If this is our war (if this is the end) Then on our hands and knees (we shall) Writhe through the streets Dousing it with our blood Denouncing the name Of the one false god Deus ex machina Mocks tragedy From within The shelter of reality The gears of divine order Will grind screaming shapes To vermeil grease Where stands benevolence When malevolence Stares us right in the eye? Mistaken Splendor Cusps the bounds Of genocide Holding on Dragging humanity Along the road Into perdition While peeled fingers Reach back to Sodom. Scales balances By the blood Of conflict Is grasped By those who Are crushed Under its weight