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The cattle procession



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The ants are digging under the whips of the militia
The great eye's staring at them
The weakest fall down strongest survive
Dying to feed the other slaves dying to feed feed

Dying to fill the pit be slowly digested
The ashes of their peers to feed the slaves
To feed their peers

The great eye over their heads giant
Screens constantly broadcasting images of fear
Propaganda to castrate alienate locked cattle
Mental jail intrusive power

Dying to fill the pit be slowly digested
Barcodes scarred on their necks barcodes
Scared on their necks

Hairless figures standardized in uniforms
Graibbing their shovels digging their own tombs
For what remains of their work is just
Devastated land digging their own tombs

The great eye over their heads giant
Screens constantly broadcasting images of fear
Propaganda to castrate alienate locked cattle
Mental jail intrusive power

Dying to fill the pit slowly digested
The ashes of their peers to feed the other slaves
Meaningless future hopeless fate infinite surffering