I used to feel, and even say there were reasons for the world this way. Now it’s pain and bloodthirsty fucks, shooting down what’s left of us. No aim, no care, no pity left. You or AI—lame at best. The charm is gone, the truth is rich: no one will save you from this sitch. You crucify the innocent, then hide behind your alibis. The world aches, and so do I— you let it drown before our eyes. Can’t you hear the growl beneath the ground? A billion million tombs are making one loud sound. The planet’s left to take the black pill, and she’s got your face. Evolution slapped you hard across the human race. The planet’s left to take the black pill, now nowhere feels like home. You built a throne from broken things— now choke on it alone. I stomp the flames, but damage comes. Your arrogance will make you numb. We never won, we never will, not while greed gets dressed to kill. Bandits sinking under gold, same old story, bought and sold. Life— not another fucking show. You say you’re proud— I say you know. Change won’t kill like dues. Stalling won’t do shit for you. Money talks, and profit feeds on every silence, every need. Not flesh squared— a cold button to push. My cells, my flesh, my neck— seared every time you say “hush.” No sexy, just carnage. No clean beneath the blood. Your path is carved in iron, and the iron says enough. The planet’s left to take the black pill, and she’s got your face. Evolution slapped you hard across the human race. You crossed the line, you made the list, you built the dark you can’t dismiss. Karma keeps the record clear— I’m still alive. I’m still here. Life— not another fucking show. Save the times, you idiots.
