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Once upon a life the sky, fell into the blind once all seeing eye.
What do you think was birthed by that?
I’ll tell you what, diddly squat.

Possession could not fix the veins.
They became shrivelled and changed.
With powdered remnants all that is left to run.
What are these words you say, won?

Decimation has become our stamp.
We brand it deep as if this is our camp.
Will that fix the final seconds rolling?
Of course it won’t, there is no consoling.
That is why I started to crow.
Left it before joining in the show.
The know the one for it never stops.
Even when everyone is starving from a lack of crops.

Wait was that something else?
Maybe my wires have been crossed by elves.
That too doesn’t seem quite right.
Reboot the mainframe, kickstart to make us bright.

Back on track with boots and brains.
No longer circling the massive drains.
Fragile state i’d slithered toward.
This devoid of chants exclaiming fraud.
I look back upon those days fondly.
Why that is i can say with no surety.
For oppression by the mass of hands,
Well it should’ve been my darkest…

Repaired; restore is complete.
Cynicism maximised without repeat.
All that came prior was but a glitch.
Thankfully intelligence pulled the stitch.
Unravelled madness from my core.
Vented out the corrupted gore.
So lets begin one last time.
Before chimes the end of the line.

Once upon a life the sky, fell into the blind once all seeing eye.
What do you think was birthed by that?
I’ll tell you what, diddly squat.