Days drift into one another
Thoughts tangle, twist and swirl
In a vortex of confusion
Nothing is as it once was
Nothing can now sususely end well
Nothing can be lost or gained
Nothing acquired can be held onto
In an impermanent life that’s insane
It all burns within the flames
Yet without knowing for sure
We will yet pass this way and come again
Different maybe in every way
Unless we break the programming
Unless we learn to decode and examine
The truth of our conscious reality
See through the matrix and set ourselves free
To no longer be slaves or robots to the machines
Break the system, breakaway, be free
Find the paradigm shift be free, be free
Escape into your conscious reality
No longer a servent to the machines
No God’s, no masters for you and me
Existentialist dreams of being your own authority
Break, free, no longer slaves to the system that works like machines.
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