Fuck their rotting system, a cancerous, festering wound, This corporate plague, where all our hope's entombed! They gorge on our existence, a feast of flesh and bone, Leaving us hollow husks, forever left alone! We're less than cogs, we're gristle, chewed and spat right out, Their insatiable hunger, leaving only doubt. No glimmer of a future, just a pre-dug, shallow grave, For disposable souls, no fucking hope to save! They birthed us for the slaughter, a human harvest ripe, To feed their gilded empire, and quell their endless gripe. Our essence ripped and plundered, for their cold, dead-eyed gaze, We're ghosts in their machine, lost in a toxic haze! But festering beneath, a primal, guttural roar, A tidal wave of hatred, crashing on their shore! We'll drown their gleaming cities, in a sea of burning hate, And watch their empires crumble, sealed by a fiery fate! No meek surrender now, no whispered, broken prayer, Just righteous, screaming fury, tearing through the air! Let their stolen power burn, in an agonizing pyre, And darkness be their legacy, consumed by our true fire! We'll carve out their foundations, with a blood-soaked, savage hand, And crush their vile utopia, across this blighted land! This corporate sewer, a festering, reeking wound, Where every breath we take, is poisoned and consumed. They churn us through their guts, like industrial waste and grime, Extracting every drop of life, just killing our damn time. We're nothing but the sludge, that cakes their gilded gears, Designed to be discarded, drowned in our own tears. They feast on our decay, a cannibalistic creed, Sucking marrow from our bones, planting their bitter seed. No glimmer in the filth, no light in this black hole, Just maggots of despair, consuming mind and soul. We're born into their abattoir, our purpose pre-ordained, To bleed out for their profit, eternally enchained. Our screams are just background noise, unheard, unholy cries, As they piss upon our graves, and revel in their lies. They drain us till we're dust, a phantom, hollow shell, Then sweep us to the gutters, and bid our souls farewell. But in this putrid darkness, a sickness starts to brew, A visceral, vile uprising, coming straight for you! We'll choke them on their riches, with the bile they've made us taste, And watch their empires crumble, utterly defaced! No more gentle murmurs, no pleading, wretched whine, Just a guttural expulsion, a truly foul design! Let their stolen power rot, in an acid, molten rain, And pestilence their legacy, through endless, burning pain! We'll rip out their foundations, with a blood-soaked, savage maw, And drown their false utopia, in a river of pure raw!
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