the pieces come together as we fall apart

only broken fists are built to break glass. seek and kill the light. trust your guide, he's leading us to the means of "our" ends. give us freedom to consume and we will drain the pool of our existence. the illusion of our rights concealing our nature. 

out of sight, out of mine. 

magnify the glow of infomercials to distract from the firestorms burning our brothers. take in and you will survive, you must to breathe. ignore the difficulty of inhalation so long as we can form some solution or diffusion of responsibility. feed the plastic, not your mind. it's ok if you die because your loved ones will bury you under the guise of thin paper and cling to the promise of return, rather than the life you failed to lead. no matter that you are dead. desensitized to the thought so long as we believe life hands out second chances. pain is a product of the earth that we rise above. wait for the return of the sun. a cycle not afforded to our kind.