Puzzled in between all the facts of reality,
Dazzling images passing one by one in what seems a fraction of fatality,
Everybody shouts at the wall
Facing a menace from which everybody fall.
Monkeys rule a government of laughter
Putting a price on happiness of the son and daughter
A little part of the plan,
Destroyed by the vibe, smoke and scam
A perfectly designed world
Stimulated by its own drive to die under the sword.
Making us go offline is a universal purpose,
Watch closely as we evolve in what they think is black and white remorse .. ..