What doesn't touch the main points
Doesn't shake
The solid structure
What seems like mere coincidence
Was already
In the subtle script
This power play
Is insane
But no one wins
And every day, a new drug
To tame the pack

The fear of forbidden madness
It's sane
The fear of autonomy
It's dangerous

But the blood of slaves is guilty
They hide before
The simple light
That calls them
A better future begins now
The magic only happens
At the end
Of the journey
To play the game, cast away your artificial truths
You want to say
What you think
But you feel a great weight