they bought us
the fears
the fears
through the media
they bought us
all phantom aches
and the medicines
to numb ideals
deluded minds
polluted by
manifestations of
selfishness
single substances
without a soul
only bleeding
for free
in dull forms
of manipulation.
men preaching
their cold teachings
a will to obey
in a rhetoric balance
for a generation
raised only
by distortions
and senseless displays
violent dreams
in our screen plays
ultra violence
they made it just for you
despising all of you
shivering all day
delaying it
for another day,
forget it
anyway
always the perfect mood
for depressive swings
through this new morning mist
another drift away.
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