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Red Chord, The

Fixation On Plastics

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A realization.
I look to the sky and ponder my fixation
on a world of plastic clouds.
It is a film that is holding me together.
A synthetic rise that is holding us and our time.
Collodion stripped across my belly.
Holding back the insides.
The synthetic rise is holding us and our time.
I am waiting for that moment.
It is a film that holds me together.
We and our existance are become
one with a new synthetic lifeform.
It is a wonder we remember how to breathe
without a computer telling us to do so.
We have baited a trap, but they prey is ourselves.
What will we do when it all comes crashing down?
A synthetic rise of creations that can sure kill.
And you start to think that Matrix shit is going down.
Isn`t it ironic that our own creations will outlast us?
Synthetic rise, fake salvation, a time will come.
It is no longer an opinion, a time will come.
Remind yourself how to live again.

Hey! A realization of my fixation

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