In the grey jungle,
The giant wheel is spinning,
The motion of mechanics,
Oiled by the greasy pence…
Everyone is in the spiral loop,
Circling around the vertigo,
Chasing and dragging down,
In the circumference…
Some are behind the fame,
Some driven by the greed,
Some were strangling humanity,
While some trailing behind the race…
Masked in the lies of deceit,
Revolving in the circle of make belief,
Masking in the wilderness of ignorance,
Spinning on with the shadow of time,
The wheel had jaded into rust,
And the creaking voice crept in,
As the countdown began…
Snapping from the anchor,
The wheel rolled into the wilderness,
As the veil of illusion vanished in the reality,
Holding the glass of time,
The horizon sunk the wheel…