Secrecy upon secrecy
No respect for privacy
Only a few, entitled to truth from the edge of majority
Everything belong to them, but simply they are minority
Why O! why?
Yes! indeed, yes why?
Who are they, O! why?
Yes! of course, why and who are they?
The answer lost with the missing page
The page, torn out from the book of age
Turning every single situation to their advantage
Those who can stand for the truth, have now lost all courage
Under the unholy pact of oath
The sad truth will never to emerge from the depth
Those who know all truth, have agreed the state of silence
Away from everything, they reside at a distance
When dead, their ashes shall be spread over, from mount Everest
To their unawareness, their evil ghost will never rest
Those who will breath that polluted air, contaminated forever
To that sad disease, sick and never to recover.
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