Burn, turn, civilization live and learn
Wheel spins wages and sin
Machines create industrial hate
in the ever present glow of neon blood
God is in the details
Dotted I's and crossed T's
Paper work ocean never filled
We are reduced
Dislodged from what we were
What we could be
Surely you feel this
As surely as the winter makes
you shiver
High def distractions make us
FORGET
To wake up
Remember our souls
Realign with our purpose again
What can I buy to make me
Feel better
What can I take to erase this
Pointless day and
Ease the empty night alone
Nothing is ever enough as
Eddie screams for me to rise up
I lay down
To rest

Bravoooooooooooooooooooo

well done