Flames of fear flash
Fuel for the madness
Crass manifestion of happiness
There are thoughts to last the planet a lifetime
Yet we recycle them at random
They've been heard before
Thought before, spoken before
The packaging may be different
But they've been lived before
We perpetuate cycles
Spin the wheel endless
And reinvent it daily
Have we not learned the lessons
Are we as feeble as Icarus' wings
Is our tendon the only symbol of immortality
The sound of the police is a siren ringing into the future
The sound of repetition is hearts cracking under the weight of a lack of originality
We are living dangerously
So dangerous that our madness has become normality
What shall we become?
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