It's All About the Money

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Lured to a trap no one can survive
Dawn of the mighty it has risen
Not a he, not a she. Neither of the two
Such power and greed it has given

Blind dull minds conceived
Buried underneath its skin
Domination ruled over
Vanished humanity within

Have you not come to your senses?
We are controlled by it!
Revolving around like hurricanes
Frailty among us permits

Shadows of corruption, forces of fame
Stomping on the weak
Chaos amongst ourselves
This is the ender's game

A few know more, and the more knows less
This is the war people cannot defeat
Subdued
Silenced
Surrendered
Clearly we are suppressed

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