Shrouded in a veil of secrecy, Mini shrouds underneath the veil of sin Each entangled within a secret hidden from each other, Pretending to one another no secrets lie within And under the pretence of secret suspense Under pressure from this fake facade You perpetrate this vision of realism, Ideals of virtuism on unsuspecting minds.... Where brain is so fertile Not introduced into society's recoil Of lies and deceit within The virtue of fakeness dressed up with the highest praises, Trying to teach little fish to swim The whole of society Pretending the shroud has no secrets To keep society from collapsing within Patch up new holes with more lies and deceitness So society rolls on with this weakness But the strength is the lie hidden deepest Holds together from within...?