Death before dishonor,
means nothing to the cannon fodder
Battle of life, as bullets wiz by
And it's me you hide behind?
The difference between man and machine,
is greed and green
And mean?
I've never shown you that word,
for fear of the unload
So to the top of the pyramid I go,
while like the sacrificial Aztec's prisoner,
decapitated, lifeless
For you, its down the steps below
But Rest easy
For you already failed the test
Fuck it, no time for the wretched
Or more wasting of my thoughts or breath
Notes: decapitated = metaphoric for inability to use ones head. Take it easy now, no need for a hissy fit over wordage haha
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