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Sentience/all I am/ I raise my hand and

You know nothing

You feel nothing

You are the thing I will to be

Slab on the floor, blood

A sign of ending, nothing more

Sentience, a state

Of definition, no pardon

By the power vested in me

I hereby declare thee void

A stroke of the pen

A slice of the throat

Faith, where is thy sword?

Gauge out eyes

Rip out heart

Breath is just a reflex

A scream is never a word

Automaton incarnate

Eyes only reflect

Automaton incarnate

Don’t think, just act.