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Lack of common sense. Appearance:

necktie, and his fluid nectar.

Do you wish to die alone,

without rebooting the system?

Surrender your black-Blake soul.

Bleach your knowledge beyond

to feed your stoic ignorance.

‘Cause this is your only chance!

Fear of energy,

dark matter, and sky.

Fear of engines, fear of gay,

more than meets the eye.

Find me a way in,

In your damned skull.

I want to know how you live

to truthfully fall.

Can you feel calm before the storm?

Can you imagine the world free?

It’s up to you to live or die.