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We forge our sun and sand,

The tales, the lies and the noise

Flowing without pause

Ripping us of our souls

As fear blinds our daylight,

Suffocating from the unreal eary night

Our darkness builds up the walls;

The gathering of souls

Crossing the doors of mortality

(Sought to bring sovereign rationality)

Crawling in our blind minds

To see life through our eyes

Deafened by their shrieks of truth

The self silently lies snug

Waiting for the orders

Puppets of a deity

Breaking down the borders

Of the great humanity

Without words they whisper,

With control over the sightless.

They march us ever deeper

With ambition to deliver

Their own facade,

Leaving no regards

Just bitter taste.

As fear blinds our Daylight,

Sight

No will to fight

Our unreal Night,

Blight

City of light

This eclipse will be our burial site.