Beautiful beyond measure and words, it shines pristine
Yet a light scratch on the surface reveals the rot within
The golden land of plenty, that's how the story goes
Is it gone? Was it ever there? A fact that no one knows
All the pieces on the board are known and familiar to my eye
But the rules of the game still elude me no matter how hard I try
This can't be real, surely just a badly written fablе
The worst kind of degenеrates are invited to the table
All the masks will come off and the veils will fall
In this rigged game of chess bound to doom us all
As ill begotten sons on pedestals of gold are raised
And for their failures, as gods of old are praised
Still trying to wrap my head around it, as it made no sense
My eyes were forcefully opened to this cognitive dissonance
A disheartening paradox that no one wants to address
For those that listen are few and seem to care even less
Yet a light scratch on the surface reveals the rot within
The golden land of plenty, that's how the story goes
Is it gone? Was it ever there? A fact that no one knows
All the pieces on the board are known and familiar to my eye
But the rules of the game still elude me no matter how hard I try
This can't be real, surely just a badly written fablе
The worst kind of degenеrates are invited to the table
All the masks will come off and the veils will fall
In this rigged game of chess bound to doom us all
As ill begotten sons on pedestals of gold are raised
And for their failures, as gods of old are praised
Still trying to wrap my head around it, as it made no sense
My eyes were forcefully opened to this cognitive dissonance
A disheartening paradox that no one wants to address
For those that listen are few and seem to care even less
( Old Night )
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