Rotton Lot

It's what we're taught. "Turn it down!" "Don't play with fire, you'll burn it down..." So, I am muted -- as self instructed. Those waves you broke are conductive. You will die in ripples of pain, it's your fault you are insane! Copy, paste, sex reproduce. You're feeding a black hole you induced. Wake up - I don't know what dreaming is; I secretly think they're false images. Only people dammed by choice lies can sleep in make belive surprise. You're a zombie and I'm cursed with thought. Ignorance must be bliss for you rotton lot.