The cannibals call from down the hall
SACRIFICE!!
To save our lives
Or civilization will fall
The end begins when the maws open wide
Feeling they have nothing left to hide
All hope for recovery lost
Falling from our glide slope
We elope with our dreams to find a new life
Away from their greed ridden strife
No belief in reprieve can survive the fallacy of our reality
Sold a bag of goods
Only to be hunted by men in hoods
Death at the hands of the gods of Goods and Services
Chaining our cervix to Cerberus’s will
We pray to The Pleiades to disperse with our curse
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