Blind deaf hamsters

Blind deaf hamsters
Eagerly waiting for their masters
To feed them deceit
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Eagerly praying for masters
To teach them crime
And destroy their fleet
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Blind deaf hamsters
Useless scared peasants
On the darkness they breed
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Blind deaf hamsters
Drunk with illusion
Lost in the seas
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Blind deaf hamsters
Are nobody else
But the people we are
The once human
The once free
Ripped of passion
Deprived of dreams
Walking talking in sleep
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Nothing now
No more
Nothing but hamsters
This useless are we

living in a flat, a place to eat, a place where you sit in front of a big box, to see moving pictures and sound, and make you imagine, so that you laugh and cry, and make friends and enemies, all in imagination, in total deceit, then you go to a gym so you run without really running, and you walk without really walking, and then you go to a fast food joint, and you eat food which is not really food, you get taste that remind you of the taste of the food, it is junk, it is the age of junk, because even the jokes of the people are junk, as junk as the fashion and the punky hair styles. Hip is the word, the great value, that has no real value.

money lost its value, because money buys nothing but plastic gadgets that give you more deciet, or it can offer you a junk type of love that has a down payment, and monthly fee, even knowledge is not a light anymore, it is the key by which you open the money safe, it is a potential money.

we are blind deaf hamsters, in the eyes of the truth, but we might not see that, because we dont really know how to see.