The Juice Is Okay - Poly's Trip in the New Hell

This may not be a sacrifice
But if you were taking away
All of the pieces of your mind and soul
Then we should not falter in our discourse to fade away
You will lose all sense of self
And how you think about your thoughts
How you think about things you saw
Yesterday was the last time you will ever know
Anything about (This)

This is a new hell
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Don't try to fight back
You will be wasted
Completely obliterated
You will die slow and painfully
This will not take a long time
Unless you force it to be
Requiems floating all across
The internet is a place that will house our cells
Time will tell the difference between our multimodal bodies
That will shift in this hell

This is a new hell
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Silently return to your cornucopia
That fills your soul's wishes
So we can flourish and roll
Into succession
Of our leaders that find ways to kill us
Don't go, weep with me- cry with you to sleep
Don't go, sleep quickly- nightmares tend to creep
There will be solace at the witching hour
Despite all that takes place within this hell

This is a new hell
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This is our new hell

Written by:
Adam Davis, Mac Wilson, Matt Masuca

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