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Everyone is at his mercy

He ripped the skin off their faces

He will forget their gazes

He will forget their smiles

No memories will remain and only his word be worth

Empty talks as a routine “the other I am not”

“They all tell me that I don't think about others

But they are the ones who don't think about me”

They were in the mud but a day, they resurfaced they don't need any more proof than the others

Bring me the machine I will forget about the human face, egoism prevails

Individualistic thinking, they will not erase

The world is not interested in that

Turn on the machine

Yes, It hurts me!

Turn of the machine(x5)

Right now

Now he feels a vile power inside him the dehumanizer corrupted a hemisphere of their brains which now slowly rot, worming, fermenting a lot of bile food from an ecosystem that will never flourish

ruining their empathizing skills in an unrecoverable disorder

We rejoice in an inner bond making it true and irreversible

Contentmenting the sinister Built within us

Since we are born

Until we die

Is the claim an allegory of someone already dead? Will we live forever in that cave?

Will we die in that catacomb? Is there a rebuttal for the depersonalization at we called armor?

Bring me the machine I will forget about the human face, egoism finally wins, i lose my control