Dying on Dying On your pedestal Alone Aside from the rest of the world A pedestal they built for you. Your intentions remained intentions... Your art is a Product of mass consumption benefiting some through the sale of Plastic. Manufacturing a sound they can dance to. The illusion of a rebellion and you play along. For the record; you'reuseless. For the record; insignificant. For the record; you're futile. For the record; you think you're special; you're not. you're nothing but a Commodity. Nothing. You think you wrote a page of history; it's false. Your actions are based on selfishness. For the record you're useless. For the Record; you're insignificant. For the record, you're futile. For the Record; you think you're special; you're not. There is a thousand just like You out there dying on your pedestal, alone, aside from the rest of the world. A pedestal they built for you. Your intentions remained intentions and nothing Else. Nothing.