Artificial for these strictly conscious times
Organic prosthesis with a view to paying in kindTo ease the guilt of scores of undignified ends
Strung up, disemboweled right out of the penSo unbeknowing in their anonymity
'Cause when you're marked for death
Ears switch off to the screamsPrimal urges, blindly cull, tear and chew
Remember, don't scorn what God gave to you
God gave to youReverting, technologically advanced
Yet bloodily we regress
Reversal, looking forward to
A pressure bolt through the head?Numbness, second only to dumbness
Sure, they don't feel a thing
Travesty, communication block
Ensures no further usageTravesty
Travesty
Travesty
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