Figures come to me at night,
they drag me to a candlelit hall.
I am filled with fear,
My sight becomes nebulous.
There is no liberation,
only impurity and regret.
Every fiber is replaced with hate and envy.
Once you open your eyes you are lost,
a walking nightmare.
The eyes of deception are staring at me.
No one is safe, no one is immune.
Anguish washes over me.
Screams fade into the emptiness.
The sound brings me chills.
They poison your mind.
They poison your mind with immorality.
You will never be the same again.
The truth is within our grasp,
but once again we open our palms.
The truth is in our sight,
but once again we look away.
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