Fed on scraps, swearing allegiance at the foot of your master, serving with pride revel in your privilege, drunk on power and violence perverse authority
All hail the invisible the ties that hold us together led by the neck and bound by the wrist all hail the collective hallucination the shackles of
pulling at them with both hands. so eager to witness our own demise just like it was always the plan. cannibals commodify, consume and exploit hands around each other
Caught in the throes of war, this militaristic plague fevered dreams of dominance passed on again and again empires founded on the corpes of soldiers
