What is that burning soul?
Spiraling vestige of the null
What is that burning soul?
Lost regret, yearning remains
A voice is singing, calling out
Reaching for those without
Draw them in, fence them in
Slaughter them all, save them all
Freedom beneath a pale blue sky
Freedom for no one at all
A grasping fool was never born
An alien child is all that was
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Ooh! Enjoyed. The last line put the end of 2001: A Space Odyssey in my head...