“Snuggling Chaos”

The abyss of hypocrisy.
A symphony of anarchy.
The softer side of chaos
Snuggles Molotov cocktails.
Rules for the minority.
Order for the majority.
The new regime speaks
With machine gun prattle.
Mass digital censorship.
Growing analog ideology.
Waves of radical thoughts
Awash by tear gas showers.
Freedom sold by the barrel.
Shadows pulling the strings.
Broadcasts are paid in blood
Generations sacrificed in war.
Diamond encrusted martyrs.
Shrines built in dollar bills.
Banks are the new churches
Worship the holy interest.
The abyss of hypocrisy.
The symphony of anarchy.
The softer side of chaos
Snuggling with our ashes.

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A thousand battles.
A thousand wounds.
A thousand lost souls
With nothing to prove.
A thousand lives.
A thousand deaths.
A thousand tears
The angels have wept.
A thousand prayers.
A thousand dreams.
A thousand fears
Silence their screams.
A thousand bombs.
A thousand guns.
A thousand graves
Mark what was done.
A thousand clouds.
A thousand fireballs.
A thousand winters
Of nuclear downfalls.