That's All There Is, pretend there's more

Morally ambiguous
My decisions are fully formed
But they leave you guessing

You ask, today
How much longer must this go on
Tired and beaten down
You pray to salvation
A god who can’t be bothered, trivial you say
While selling your soul to the highest bidder
The price of a better tomorrow
For the chance to change what can’t be broken
Servitude is life
Fully dealt and unrelenting

Sell more than just your soul
This is the cost to live
Your capitalist empires grow
A sandstone city
Muddied by torrential downpour
And I say globalize this.

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