Bathos and the Iconoclast - text
“We but yen to suffocate in this box,” so they pride, stumbling towards the morgue, clutching their instruments.
Worthless clichés are their lives, so why won’t they die?
Dive deep into the shallow grave dug by the hands of fools, but live not by their simplicities, their precepts nor their rules.
Bathos and its dilettantes - mere copies of mere copies of mere copies ofabsolute horseshit.
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