Worship the one below

A fallen time that's bygone
A crude elite that's from a distant zone
You don't know if It's the truth you told

Anger looks on the quiet dreaming
Seals the sense incandescent ones

Hold back desire for danger
A bet you lose, you'll have no way to turn
I see the man who lives and breathes corruption
Into a circle that you call you own

Don't run away, from the pain, A claim that you deal with
A power game, from within, Impossible for you to see this...