A world without masks

A vision of a modern world

Sharp eyes, beyond conditioned vision, The raw vision of humanity, in its shallow and empty essence of false self-approval, reflection of all selfishness that flows from the essence, straight to screens that shine like gold and seen through eyes of carnal desire, of beings with an opaque soul. In a bang and a brief flash, the sky darkens, due to their holy wars, emerging innocent blood, which runs through the veins of humanity, feeding the tormentors with false words, which suck hope straight from the hearts of those who still do not dare to give up. In the rubble, a kingless throne, forged by lust, appears like a mirage for those who see beyond the mask, rising to the heavens, above all, ruling a world cold as metal, while at its feet, self-worshippers, they venerate their own end. From a distant star, our light is dimmed many times before it shines for the last time.