Power

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Aggression, our only link to our past

Those who will smite history, severed and smashed

The death of compassion at the birthing of power

Who shall inherit the earth, shall refuse in the end

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This species was not meant to encounter

The grip of technology, flourishing power

Creating a species of frivolous cowards

Yet they all will regress to their knees on the hour

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When the strong bury the mindless

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Nothing is anything where nothingness dwells

Ignorance digs the grave of our youth

We must bury the catalysts of the naive

Only then can the strong reclaim the throne

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Burning these bridges, forming our tribes

Abolishing power, strengthening lives

Evolution persists yet our minds devolve

The weak are exalted while the strong oppressed

If you will not be herded, you are possessed

If logic be a demon, I shall hail its king

Don’t be surprised when the herds become tribe

Don’t be surprised when we realize, we were never alive

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C. Allen Thompson – 2001