Our base of operations
transmitting mixed messages
on a garbled frequency
in all directions
A contradiction symphony
wrapped in static
dancing in and out
of comprehension
Huddled around
the ancient speaker long obsolete
we quickly realize
the answers we desperately seek
will not be shared today
So we turned off
the flawed revelation
and let out a collective sigh
Cause our grand illusion
was now blown
There would be no savior
We are all on our own
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