Can you see in the dark?
Can you stay in the black?
Are there trees on the ark?
Will we say what we lack?
If the sun fails to shine
And the one comes to light
Then those of the night will dine
On those who are right
Should the moon cease to rise
and the night turn to day
There shall be no more lies
but a truth we can’t say
An echo of silence
Blasts forth from the past
Calling ghosts of compliance
Down from the clouds at last
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