Inhuman Condition - Recollections Of The Future
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The driver is asleep, in the backseat,
calmly lying there like a wooden bat with nails driven through it. 
The road behind the eyes is beaten flat by years of traffic,
seen only by the driver, who has been asleep. 
Fallen - into decay
Reason - has gone away 
Minds frozen - with naught to say
Our future - grim
End of the line, progress declined
All emotions subside
Machine recital, motions aligned
For the deaf, dumb, and blind
Goals are no more, for money we wore
Our bodies and our minds
Machine recital, feigning as art
For the deaf, dumb, and blind
My voice betrays my outrage 
My voice divorces the path
Timing is everything, timing is lost
Recollections of the future show it’s dead inside
Skeletons - all that remains - time has turned to dust
Blurring the boundaries and the dulling edge of knives
Mechanized and redefined - a bleak new world
Timing is everything, timing is lost
Fallen - into decay
Reason - has gone away
Minds frozen - with naught to say
Our future - grim
End of the line, progress declined
All emotions subside
Machine recital, feigning as art
For the deaf, dumb, and blind
My voice betrays my outrage 
Timing is everything. Timing is lost. 
My voice divorces the path
Timing is everything. Timing is lost. 
Time has stopped.