There is an Uprising, from the MK Ultra, of which there is no Resistance… Fillip with others have already taken refuge in a Cave called Muscle Museum… It’s a Crying Shame, cause they were Falling Down to The Small Print of a hoard of Butterflies and Hurricanes and Thoughts of a Dying Atheist of whom were Ruled by Secrecy… I saw their Hysteria in the Interlude of their Fury… They thought they were Invincible and Glorious, but as one would Sing for Absolution, We would become the Assassin… We, in Exo-Politics, would Take A Bow as the Supermassive Black Hole swallowed them whole… But then there was this New Born, of which its Bliss was where its Dark Shines… It said it believed in Futurism, but really we all knew it was the Space Dementia talking…. It was megalomania… It was a Citizen Erased… It was MADNESS… We saw the Micro Cuts, and we saw the Unintended Escape of this Sober Uno…. But nothing could of surpassed the Starlight from the aftermath of its Neutron Star Collision with its Overdue Showbiz… I’ve heard from the Instant Messenger how agitated we can be because we were Forced In towards this Shrinking Universe… Pushed into this of the Ashamed of The Gallery of Hyper Chondriac, but will this Hyper Music satisfy the Glass Glow Jam? Should it satisfy it, you should Hate This & I’ll Love You… Because In Your World I have a Map of Your Head where I Shine Nature 1… I Eternally Missed where Easily my Supremacy satisfied the Undisclosed Desires in your heart… But now we are Animals… An Unnatural Selection of Explorers in the United States of Eurasia… We must come to see the through this Liquid State to the Guiding Light… Plug in Baby with me the Screenager, for we will be Feeling Good… And I ask as I write this Soldier’s Poem, will we be Glorious? As we chase your Starlight, will the Hoodoo find us? The Blackout occurs Endlessly while I’m Falling Away With You… What an Intro into, yes please, the Apocalypse Please of which we are full aware of the effects of the Stockholm Syndrome… But we’ve heard this Exogenesis Symphony, in fact we’ve heard them all, One (Overture) Two (Cross-Pollination) and Three (Redemption),and think it violates The 2nd Law, how they are Unsustainable in an Isolated System… This as what leads us all as people to Panic Station to leave this star-crossed world behind… So Follow Me to this City of Delusion, we’re using the Map of the Problematique to find refuge with the Knights of Cydonia, but they need to Save Me… I Belong To You, cause it’s the Prelude to the Survival of the Big Freeze…
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titsay
stormborns
germansingergirl
2087
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