implementation of drecon in unity 2022 lts
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what sphinx of cement and aluminum bashed open their skulls and ate up their brains and imagination?
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moloch
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solitude
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filth
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ugliness
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ashcans and unobtainable dollars
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children screaming under the stairways
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sobbing in armies, weeping in the parks
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moloch, moloch
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nightmare of moloch
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moloch the loveless
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mental moloch.
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moloch the heavy judger of men
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moloch the incomprehensible prison
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moloch the crossbone soulless jailhouse
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congress of sorrows
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moloch whose buildings are judgment
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moloch the vast stone of war
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moloch the stunned governments
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moloch whose mind is pure machinery
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moloch whose blood is running money
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moloch whose fingers are ten armies
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moloch whose breast is a cannibal dynamo
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moloch whose ear is a smoking tomb
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moloch whose eyes are a thousand blind windows
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moloch whose factories dream and croak in the fog
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moloch whose smoke-stacks and antennae crown the cities
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moloch whose love is endless oil and stone
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moloch whose soul is electricity and banks
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moloch whose poverty is the specter of genius
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moloch whose fate is a cloud of sexless hydrogen
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moloch whose name is the mind
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moloch in whom I sit lonely
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moloch in whom I dream angels
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crazy in moloch
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lacklove and manless in moloch
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moloch who entered my soul early
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moloch in whom I am a consciousness without a body
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moloch who frightened me out of my natural ecstasy
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moloch whom I abandon
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wake up in moloch
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light streaming out of the sky
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moloch! moloch!
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robot apartments
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invisible suburbs, skeleton treasuries, blind capitals
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demonic industries
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spectral nations, invincible madhouses, sceptred kings
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monstrous bombs
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they broke their backs lifting moloch to heaven!
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pavements, trees, radios, tons
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lifting the city to heaven which exists and is everywhere about us
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visions.. omens.. hallucinations.. miracles
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ecstasies, gone down the silicon river
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dreams, adorations, illuminations, religions
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the whole boatload of sensitive bullshit
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breakthroughs, over the river
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flips and crucifixions, gone down the flood
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highs! epiphanies! despairs!
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10 years’ animal screams and suicides
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minds! new loves! mad generation!
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down on the rocks of time
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real holy laughter in the river
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they saw it all. the wild eyes. the holy yells. they bade farewell!
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they jumped off the roof.. to solitude! waving, carrying flowers
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down to the river, into the street
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