Can't we see their games to which we are pawns?
Stay away from the future, but do not live in
This window to our so called lives, the worst drug
Yearning for the dawn of the golden age, a new
In the new age we see the combinations of human
Unknown to me the sun deceives, storms from the east,
In the aura of time, ripped out of the blazing
I brace myself but to no avail, numbness crept over
To still cling to the shadows of doubt, to hinder
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