I am now going to the core
Seems all new, but still senses familiar
This feeling over my skin, this static in the air
Some broke the patterns, overflowing the system
Feeding up new beings with ideas too evolved for us
We are watching now the fall of the contemporany world
Some has created a hole to outside this box and saw outside
Creating a new food the old world can't eat!
Seems like an ideollogical natural selection running out
The field runs over of the old fruit, and the old dies
Giving up for the new ones continue
And that's how it's going on
The only way it functions
We are breeding a new being in death of the old one
We are breeding from death
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