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Mockolate
the apocalypse of pride shines starlight
inside archaic worship, we are systematically stripped of instinct
it's the difference between a tent and a temple
come one and all equality across the board is desired
lead by a warrior of honor
the gothic nature of space is home
don't worship my vision it doesn't belong to me
brainwashed and naked, shivering in the outer houses
I stalk the programer
the great wizard of Oz
come Neo break the construct
Trinity is approaching she is the promise of the future
stars shine on Hollywood blvd
casting little warmth
false smiles with no truth
there is more wisdom in a punch to the face
there is real love there one warrior to another
I'd rather be embraced by true hate
than mocked by mockolate
that shit tastes as empty as the church smiling at dawn
give me the dark chocolate
rich and creamy fulfilling desire
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