Undying lies seeping into our souls,
Make us candid no more,
Taking away all of our liberty,
Putting us in chains of unbreakable ceramic,
Prone to make our future so tragic,
And to make our lives so enigmatic.
We are made to live with fading realities,
Haunting us throughout our lives with guarantees,
To take away all of our peace and tranquility,
And throw us in a quagmire of lies,
That continue asking for more and more like an undying thirst.