Clandestine mechanisations
push you into this life
as mortal realisation
reels me out
learn to push harder
in the quest for self preservation
adapt gills, grow wings
and be callous
what if we switched seats?
to be reborn complete
what an unfair advantage
to hold the world at ransom
it would drive one mad
steady yourself for battle
take a deep breath
ignore my death rattle
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