the swirling radiance, tempting ambition
infinite wisdom, yet theres no on to listen
it takes only an instant, to create perpetual motion
but it seems like eternity, deciding those discretional notions
and with all the conflict, theres little to encourage
i loathe growing up when im just eager to flourish
its food for thought, yet im not quite nourished
and i wont die in peace until i get down and worship?
the confusion engulfs you, replacing your concious
you'll never get a chance unless your draped with sponsors
representing a portion, which only speaks for itself
burning through overnight idols, to fuel their hell
and all for the well? nah, this pattern is frequent
all the garbage out there is derived from the very same sequence
you can't tell whats right or wrong, just trust in bliss
dreamers never were successful, without that lust to wish
but prepare for a spiral: accompanied by storms, clothed in mist
its your existence, wheather or not you survive in hope's abyss
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yeh, keyed up, no one goes in the other section

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The Establishment
I am the Batman.