The Hive
i see the seven billionth beehive
and loneliness in the thick of crowd
i see the king of nature naked,
Pathetic, panting, sick and proud
there's just no ray of light in a void of madness
there's no twin soul in a foreign shameful century
a deviation out of norm is sight, that isn't bleary
paper's become a panacea.
Traffic artery's erythrocyte, transfer the cash and
bear your cross. progress has finally enslaved your life.
You are the part of the hive
Why
My
Life is enslaved by the hive
I will
rise
against the system of lies
the blind will to live,consumption in trance
and consolation by the hope of our significance
Day by day I join the battle
Live to fight another day
Traffic artery's erythrocyte, transfer the cash and
bear your cross. progress has finally enslaved your life.
You are the part of the hive
Why
My
Life is enslaved by the hive
I will
rise
against the system of lies
I will rise
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