Curiosity to test how humanity would react
Obvious is not but the bread crumb trails lead to lots
Void to fill they’d capture that turning it into what’s real
Identities change no one you can trust the same
Danger that lurks now seeps deeper behind closed doors
Is it a question even worth asking
Sinners win battles and the good ain’t lasting
Alas we see all that remains is death
Lingering memories of a time once before
Inexistent to those blinded by all the flaws
Eventually all we hang on to is hope for something much more