The common man is like a worm in the gut of a corpse, trapped inside a prison of cold flesh, helpless and uncaring, unaware even of the inevitability of its own doom...
Try to live in fear
With the steps that follow...
With the shouts, the glances
Feelings too long supressed...
Try to live here
where everything you see
Is a reflection of what we should be like...
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