Contact Enigma, you false prophets against Jung
You wretched individuals squeezing the life,
Out of pen and ink.
You swear by words that mean nothing to you.
Create havok in the underwear of society
Scum of the earth, preach to me not, but
Have your hands melted to the cold, hard, steel eyes of sanity.
Within us all lies Lies and all
Truth is discarded
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