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With regards to the way that we are becoming more technology-dependent, our independence socially and mentally is diminishing, and we fail to see that our convenient devices are poisoning us.

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We're addicted to the negative, shallow flaws of our nature
Our souls are lost in the midst of a generation in limbo of progression
Good intentions steadily peel back the flesh with every new ray of false light
Temples of fool's gold are built overtop the once solid foundation
Cracks in the pavement give rise to trees, our eyes become nearsighted in the green
I hold my breath in the ever-rising context of the flood
I feel my mind softening in the overgrown distopia
Left to fester by our increasingly-distracted minds
So how far will we let the water rise?
How deep will we let the thorny vines dig into our skin?
Will it be when the last breath leaves our lungs?
Or will it be when the last drop of blood drips onto the wet grass?
There is a choice for each of us to make.

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from The Reconstruction Process - EP, track released September 4, 2013
Sound bite credited to Deus Ex: The Conspiracy, "The Helios Plan"

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