* * *

The masks are torn off...
And life is laid bare,
From the deaf upper stratum
To the bottom in despair.

The heroes and leaders are discrowned.
There pours a wordy rain
of a deceptive sound,
And no salvation is found at all
For the worn-out, lost soul...


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