We're in the grind devoid of all that's flesh
Machines rust, covered in filth.
A tightening coil constricts to bind the soul
to the code of a brick in the wall.
Black and white are all i can see
in a gradient showing all we could be.
With open eyes we turn to the light
knowing not all that's blinding us from sight.
Lost, no matter which path we take
the machine swallows us in its wake.
Black and white are all that i can see
yet we are banished to the thin grey inbetween.
The light of the day molds with dark of the night
the days roll by without a color left in life.
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