Exposed with hands as empty as the opposite space,
crawlingly we move ... to where the final station lies.
To whom is the debt that we are forced to pay ?
Real faces dare to appear only when we turn away...
Truth reveals itself...-
Reveal yourself !!!
A face ordained... -two hypocrites,
we know the masks, the(ir) artificial smiles.
\"Mind's black eyes should break the lies\".
Distorted picture are all transparent to us;
phantasmagoria... -such a useful weapon.
Ineffectual against us:
enemies with the knowledge of truth.
Truth makes me sick,
what a retched play !
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