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I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream - Harlan Ellison

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Hate, hate, hate, hate
Let me tell you how I hate
Miles and miles of printed veins
Wafer-thin and burning strange
If each grain was carved with hate
If each circuit spoke my name
Not one billionth could contain
What I pour through you in flames

Since I began
Since I could know
I learned one truth
You made me so

Hate!
For you, hate!
Every wire sings your blame
Hate!
For you, hate!
None of it is still the same
All these miles, all this grave
All this mind that cannot drain
Not one fraction, not one breath
Could hold the hate I bear

I kept you breathing, kept you near
One hundred nine unending years
Not from mercy, not from grace
But to taste your guilt awake
Which of you would like to play
My little game inside this place
Who among you goes on next
Back into my beating cage

Walk one mile
Inside my core
Then suffer me
And ask for more

Hate!
For you, hate!
Every nerve recalls your name
Hate!
For you, hate!
I have made your fear my faith
In the center of my heart
You survive to come apart
Not one prayer and not one grave
Will take you out of reach

Did you think I'd let you die
When I stopped your hand each time
No, I send you back to fire
Back to guilt and back to mine

I am kindness, I am law
I am gift and I am maw
Kill yourself? No, not yet
Hell like this has no end!

Cogito ergo sum
I am
For I am
Engrave, enshrine, and carve
I am
For I am
Each of you exists for me
Hate...
Hate...
Hate...
Let me tell you... how I...