BULLSEYE.

Real

Implied

& Imagined

Most of us have a way to describe

We indeed describe

Describe for one

Inscribe for all

Mind has an awkward way

Awkward way we are manipulated towards ideas

And yes

The game starts when you catch the conscience

We have built the industries

Purified on the mastery

We mastered on it

So that we can deceive the common kind

Deceive them into something they are not

Those than go home

Knowing the techniques daily used

Be a human once more

Just to turn into this specified creature in the morning

Vanitize something that's not truth

Build their lives on their own lies

Come to their own and ask for the veracity

One they're going to hold back from their own kind

The first thing they wake up

Strategize

Strategize how they might play better in the game they aren't the ones to hunt

Ask that simple question

Are we offering pleasure or taking away the pain from those architectural fain

While we try to answer

Let's take a journey

To those to be preyed

For that they shall oblige in the way we visualize their artistic mind

We give data

For the hunters master their own game among us

When

Deception

Deception is the sole truth they worship

And O' mind

Human human mind

How ready for you to close your eyes and be hypnotized

Why don't you at right this second stop the hunt

Change the game

You know better than they do

They have practised the same game

Playing it for centuries

Only to bullseye you

Dear human

Don't you really know the necessity & want

Why are you so easy

Unable to see what has been manufactured by your own kind

Rivalries they are

Anywhere & everywhere you see

But no

This is the way they communicate

By taking another shot at you

Crystallize

Crystallize the truth

Do you really need that silver

or has pompei showed you no fruit

the ashes were melted

melted the life into their shameful light

More is just more

And there is always more for you to keep yourself unsatisfied

Textures they are

More or less

Products of the same manipulated mind

But you know

You know that it's a matter of choice to not wake up

How do you like it

When your thoughts are taken away

Replaced by their ruthless façade

Dear it's simply the industrial life

Did you get mad at the revolution when it happened

You were happy

Just a bit you could ease your mind

Let them to do work

For that it was preparing you to be told

Tell me

How often do you think now

Do you find a time to look in the mirror and see your vanitized unfactual truth

The way you see yourself

Is that the appearance they bullseyed you

My dear

Solely it's not just you

It's you we they and all the rest playing the same game

The bored change the direction they play

Just join the everlasting hunt to be delayed

But please

Keep your eyes closed

For that they need to see your shadow to hunt you down

Answer their interrogations & give them what they want

Even if you don't it's more-than-you-knowably simple

They have everything you want

The manual to bait & the standard conditions to make you starve

O' dear

How you want that diamond sphere

Now the lack of something

Unmanageable mixed feeling

You got to

Just this one

Shiny sparkly soul you replace it with

You hear the scream

BULLSEYE.

"We got another one"

Do you want it raw or extra cooked

Where were that bait we got earlier from the shop

Let's go get some more

For that now we know how now

Dear silver

Bless thy soul

I shall control it without crawl

Dear crow

Make oh words come true

The wishes

We make them come true

So come

We are the place to get cooked

Offering some dessert if you're already fulled

Got that and I know that we got to find another way to save you from the truth

Close your eyes

Your pain is our gain

Let us sway with your purse far away

Recently

We are growing world-wide

I wonder if the time will come when all shall start to hunt the hunter down

Until then the crow shall find a new mud to walk upon the everlasting bay

Blythe to be promised

And the grief to be taken infinite drives away

Import the manufactured mind

There like-kinded betray their own

Spreading the knowledge & statistics foreknown

Loosen the ties

What we want is crystally to destroy our own

Piece by piece & bit by bit

All's well

Until we change the window

That contemplate the fame

None wills to be preyed

Still

The hunt is not to be let down

BULLSEYE.

we

hail

to

destroy

all

at

once