Burnt by the Sun / Luddite Clone
What is this madness? Herald the Herods of the day coated In dark suits beyond the sight and scrutiny of a public Searching for clues as to why in the rest of the world We would see poverty and upheaval Beyond our wildest dreams No novel can capture the scene of Rage quite like daytime TV Feed the children. Victims of the IMF, World Bank- Financial shank in the side of human development Buy into the guilt of having too much while you Support the ideology that maims, that kills with Interest to pay back. But your will is not a concern It maims and it kills with interest to pay back Human progress is irrelevant Stock dividends we will defend as austerity programs Blister hands so Bretton Woods lives Structural adjustment- well-being ill, "function" lost Leverage obsolete in the name of free trade Negotiation non-existent Bulldoze economic freedom Who pays the price with their lives? Open borders, open for consumption Defecating life's blood Sifting through the hands of esteemed principles Yeah, the triumphant global economy Supercedes meeting human needs
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
There's shit everywhere but That's not what's bothering me now Its hot and annoying but that Doesn't hold a candle to what's Causing my knees to shake and My fingers to rattle against the phone I'm speechless as my knees are shaking Your speechless as your knees are bending My head is aching as you're bobbing twenty miles away I dismiss this reality in an attempt to Try to avoid facing the truth No chance. "Gotta run." I bet you do You must be so proud Lies disguised behind your pretty brown eyes It's been two weeks and you're well on your way now Let's blow this town. Its dead anyway
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
I want this song to be about something else I want to look elsewhere. Focus. I missed it But I have yet to take my eyes off the shadow I mistook for you Illusions create confusion fused with Feelings that I'm losing to resentment When yesterday's nightmare seems like a Miracle its time to go down below the decks to avoid the rain Bury myself inside and wonder why you keep coming up short But there's always one hand left that's cleaner than the one that's soiled One washes the other and so it slips away Disappointment fades, I disengage from the standards that I've made so hard to reach. But do I even have a clue? Yeah, thanks for the fuck. Nothing in a physical sense A mental captivation, a true exercise of imagination It takes every bit of my strength to say no but I'm taking every step I can to learn to grow Inspiration yielding contemplation Fulfill my dreams by tearing out the seams though I know it's not what it seems to be Open eyes and toleration. Self-reflection Open to rejection, apply my own standards to myself Rise stiff as a board
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
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