No Truth

disguised as the day of salvation, I approach before the dawn
and sneak inside you
showing you false signs, I control your fate in the palm of my hand

non-existant idols, dreams that could never come true..
and without you ever suspecting my desires,
I give unto you countless traps, to greedily sate your thirsts
You treat me like own...
Oh! a chain take my reins (that) no truth move but all
planting illusions, I pretend to be god
and I spit upon the reality you offer up
There is no truth in my zanies...


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