Behind their hooded faces of lies,
There is a facade of an evasive smile.
Can this their mirth idealize?
Life and lies they deem facile!
False hope they foster within;
The spark of light is no more bright
than the chance of fate; Ever in sin,
Yet they don't give in without a fight!
Thin lipped satire never awakens
to the need of want and lust.
The looming towers of greed and might
belittle the urge to lie beneath the crust!
Feigning death and glory they strive
to swallow the darkness of dismay;
Yes, darkness they need to bury their dread
More than they need the mirage to light their way!
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