Silicone dreams line the valley of decision

We the pawn, they the royal.
Hiding in plain view.
Selling the future to me and you.
Lies, webs, nets, spys, flies.
Deception, deceit, destruction.
Look here, fear, fear, fear.
Tear, tear, tear.
Into the clear dark night.
Take flight.
We the knave, slave, pave, grave.
Silicone dreams line the valley of decision.

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