Relicts

Underside Of Truth

Relicts


Blood trace follows you
Through the centuries
You change body shells
Ruling human greed
An immoral dimension is real
It connects hearts,
Mutual protection you feel,
World web of lies!
Pressed souls
On the edge of insanity,
Defrauded hopes
At the bottom of society
Dirty gold on another cup of scales
Cleared profit- you've been sold before your birth.
Underside of truth, hidden layer of reality

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