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Sensory Deprivation

from III by I, Valiance

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There's an undeniable degree of narcissism in the human designation of dominant species
A disgusting entitlement calling for all the wealth and admiration that can be given
Completely obsessed with the superficiality shoved down our throats; it becomes our vision
The way you perceive the world around, malformed by quantity, destroys your quality

What use is logic and reason if an entire race is afraid of every other individual person?
With this veil draped over the world no longer seems a threat
With this fabrication reaching every corner that world seems offset

We’re all living inside our own hell

A hell for a self loathing race
A hell for a self loathing race
A hell for a self loathing race
A hell for a self loathing race

Locked within our own torment that we force upon ourselves
Not a single generation learns after what has befallen their ancestors who came before them
A consistent fuel for the everlasting hatred bred for a world so apparently elegant yet so dark and cold
Deceiving faces telling lies to each other for some malignant hope of a better life

Sensory deprivation, not a single thing will ever be seen, heard, tasted or felt
Not even the putrid stench that pours forth from this hostility will be able to be smelt
(And it's all for wealth)
In a world shrouded by such censoring, all are methodically groomed from birth
(To kill the Earth)
Taught to follow, grown up hollow, never step out of line
Stay within the construct so that you may keep your worth alive

Their minds encased in a state of slumber, vessels moving on external command
Not aimless but futilely hopeful to the point of nearing insanity firsthand

Mouths open wide, prepared to accept anything they're convinced they need to survive this life
Shackled together at the feet and neck, yet can not feel the vice-like grip tighten

Not unlike the imperceptible chains that bind them to needing salvation
The ones who provide them a sanctuary to reside in their minds
Whilst endlessly butchering them in the name of profit and a false design

To take their final breath

Is it worth it?
(Is it worth it?)
(Is it worth it?)

Unrivalled malice flowing from the hearts of men
Feeling the need to exercise their wrathful intent
Destructive like nothing that has come before them
And after they perish no heaven lies at the end

A universe without humanity is a universe cleansed

Cleanse the universe of humanity
Rid it all of the chains of suffering
Cleanse the universe of humanity
Rid it all of the chains of suffering

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from III, released September 6, 2019

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