Grand structures scrape the cosmos
And shadows dance with deceit
My presence is known yet obscured
Amidst the babel of voices
As concrete tendrils unfold
My oppression grows and grows
On your fragile naïve soul
I am the eidolon
Master of all
I am the silent call
Of the common mind
Your senses dulled by the changing colors, glowing screens
Mind aside as you grind
A false, soulless existence, a foul perplexing haze
Is that what you call human?
Infiltrating from the sky
We're escaping from nothing to find all
A paradox of
Recognition and concealment calls
Calls your name
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