Conformed To Fiction

All praise the false superstition as all hope and faith crumbles before your eyes.
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 We are all damned from birth as we begin to slowly decay.
 In the grand scheme of it all you are worth nothing.
 I am nothing.
 We are nothing.
 Trying to work a way into the promised land as this way of life comes crashing down.
 Hold tight to a faith in this dead prophet.
 I hate everything you stand for,
 Live for,
 And die for.
 I am nothing,
 We are nothing.
 Conformity is wiping us all away.
 Losing your identity in the pursuit of happiness.
 A book filled with the greatest source of fiction known to man,
 As judgment day comes to us all.
 I will not bow my head.
 My knees will not be bent.
 I will not be a sheep in a mindless flock.
 A poisoned idea of false thinking.
 I will be my own fucking savior.