holds the power to the world's fate
Known and seen by divine beings
not comprehended by our combined needing
New world order, old world rule
still the same faces of something quite new
A battle is raged on the ethereal plane
created by networks, servers, computers and fame
And we are nothing more than roles we play
and most of us can't see the dawn to the next day
The power we hold is in our hands
money is corruptible in the hands of men
but we who have the nameless face
is blessed with the curse to heal the human race
We are all, then nothing
Here and not there
No matter where you don't look, we are everywhere
And the games we play are serious indeed
Imps in the cog of the wheel that spawns global greed
All that have the concept of everything
Fear what you can't have
The truth of nothing
And those that have nothing is more than you can fathom
be scared of the faceless ones the shadowy phantom
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