The Eye on top is dancing your self-struggle
To a concealed and foreknown outcome
Take side, subscribe, just bide into conflict
They guide, you slide inside of their pattern
The setup play demands sham ticking bombs for a chosen end
Unselfish hands will lay your loaded head on rusty nails
Going nadiral
We crave for more
Sliding nadiral
We live and burn and heat the urn of acrid venom
This will load again their vicious weapon
Heal and burn once more convicted
This will get you the path predicted
Going nadiral
We crave for more
Sliding nadiral
We live to fall in lustful plot of the given chessboard
Onwards to further mind's thin reward
Gestate the black-white duel as normal
Avow "divide and conquer" as common
Going nadiral
Sliding again
So step back from the Triad of hate in a corner
Withdraw from charge of disorder
Find it below lying under surface of sight
Search in the shadows for only a whisper of light
Explore the uproar!
Outpour the turmoil!
Escape!