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I see you roaming

Restlessly in this world

While I myself am a part of this mass

Driven by needs

Which were created for us

This is how we drift along

The fairytale of consumption

We tell ourselves

Is the void you live in

A churning mass

A sea of lies in which we swim

And try not to be drowned

In some quiet moments

I feel a suction

Not able to decipher

The patterns of the waves

Some shall feel the pull of this sea

The sea of lies on which we float

Risen once by our oath

From the black veiled source within

Brief reflections appear

From the ominous sense of doubt

A truth we can't admit to ourselves

Of the buried utopia

Covered by dark layers

They swallow us

A black shroud that surrounds us

Hides the truth beyond

The vastness of hope

Has given way to an abyss

Not able to decipher

The patterns of the waves

Some shall feel the pull of this sea

The sea of lies on which we float

Risen once by our oath

Shadows without a message

Distract you

Waste time by consuming in the void

The gift of projection creates

Illusions for believers

That will turn by time to dust

To the dust of the supposed utopia

By the black veiled force within us

By the black veiled source within us