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I A playing raging guitar Of a kid with taboo thoughts The first cigar Who fired shots of dots... Don’t care and The revolt of caring Be scared and Be the scare! The acquaint of survival The wrath of revival Is everywhere Anywhere, not visible too The wrath is the root of trouble But the root of solution is not wrath II A desire so Excessive, Rapacious and Overweening Of wealth A pursuit so Excessive, Rapacious and Overweening Of status A need so Excessive, Rapacious and Overweening Of power A greed so greedy III Slaves of virtual reality To whom dictatorship is not real To whom liberality, brutality and unreality Is not real But the ticking clock is not sloth Tick-tock, Tick-tock Men who walk toward sloth Tick-tock, Tick-tock 'till old growth Tick-tock Loath Tock IV Sit idly-by low self-esteem Caused by lack of ****** Translated to scheme And unfortunate dream For achieving an alleged excellency Or a lengthy and empty possession What frenzy And all for envy V Advertising On bus stops On train stops On metro stops On everything that stops To make you stop And start Over-consumption Over-indulgence Over everything Obesity! Wealthy Withholding from the needy From what they really need Advertising gluttony VI A feature of abstinence Leads to a lack of extravagance But there are no angels Only fallen angels Or angels about to fall A feature of desire Leads to an higher feature Noisy or hushed It can't be crushed It's just fuel swallowed A tool for lust VII Pride is divergent A dreadfully enemy Or an inside allied Pride is divergent
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Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 2:40 PM UTC
The Sevens
I A playing raging guitar Of a kid with taboo thoughts The first cigar Who fired shots of dots... Don’t care and The revolt of caring Be scared and Be the scare! The acquaint of survival The wrath of revival Is everywhere Anywhere, not visible too The wrath is the root of trouble But the root of solution is not wrath II A desire so Excessive, Rapacious and Overweening Of wealth A pursuit so Excessive, Rapacious and Overweening Of status A need so Excessive, Rapacious and Overweening Of power A greed so greedy III Slaves of virtual reality To whom dictatorship is not real To whom liberality, brutality and unreality Is not real But the ticking clock is not sloth Tick-tock, Tick-tock Men who walk toward sloth Tick-tock, Tick-tock 'till old growth Tick-tock Loath Tock IV Sit idly-by low self-esteem Caused by lack of ****** Translated to scheme And unfortunate dream For achieving an alleged excellency Or a lengthy and empty possession What frenzy And all for envy V Advertising On bus stops On train stops On metro stops On everything that stops To make you stop And start Over-consumption Over-indulgence Over everything Obesity! Wealthy Withholding from the needy From what they really need Advertising gluttony VI A feature of abstinence Leads to a lack of extravagance But there are no angels Only fallen angels Or angels about to fall A feature of desire Leads to an higher feature Noisy or hushed It can't be crushed It's just fuel swallowed A tool for lust VII Pride is divergent A dreadfully enemy Or an inside allied Pride is divergent
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Mar 25, 2012
Mar 25, 2012 at 2:40 PM UTC
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