Double Zero: Zero One V

Mythical present day,

    Nothing approaches our rush to be treacherously numb, Archived is the vagrant trapped addiction to thoughtless our mythical faith whose eternally famous ghost christened our hope, To exist in the mirror with our every self Hitleresque ritual inhumanity is replicating as a the blade of a grin and a gun adorning the everlasting putrid opportunities of nuns replying to our seemingly alien never indited fears, We're never meant to allow the forbearance of life dedicated to anything apart: From us? 

In lieu of our self imposed calm,
Requiem consent censorship,
Closed willingly lips,
Silence...