Hazelton
One wonders why in Hazelton
No traffic passing through
A cardboard face in silence
Blows away a horrid truth
A fiction like no other waits
Consumes the passer-by
For we prefer a fake façade
We lovers of a lie
The suns deception days rejection
Always never satisfied
To just reside in one abode
A body fine yet torn by life
If to unlearn the wicked truths
All forced to justify
The ones controlling Hazelton
The lovers of the lie
Then we would join the son of man
And kiss this world goodbye
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