Letters are sharp things
Look at them too closely and you will lose your sight
A blind oracle foretells the future
Her temple a line
Break
Clutching a contradictionary, I start spitting anti-words
A corrupted language for a corrupted world-state
Thou shalt not be sole proprietor of thy thoughts
Thou shalt avenge the victims of victimless crimes
The sober may see chaos with clarity
But the drunkards see in the haze what is clear
The synecdochial truth of man:
I am legion and all of them me
All that the oracle sees
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