In this world full of lies and illusions

In this world full of lies and illusions, There's a power that constantly changes its face. It never shows itself in the light of day, But hides in the shadows of a corrupt system. It chooses its puppets from amongst the weakest, And gives them the illusion they can lead a nation. But behind them, it pursues its aim— To control everything, from money to war. It fears nothing, neither law nor God, For it makes its own laws and scorns faith. It doesn't fear the people, whom it manipulates With false promises and cheap spectacles. It doesn't fear those who dare to stand in its way, For it eliminates them mercilessly and without a trace. It doesn't fear history, which it rewrites at will, For it knows its secrets well and keeps them safe. It is called the occult power and is the mistress of the world, The one that decides the fate of millions. The one that enriches its friends and impoverishes its enemies, The one that laughs at us, at democracy, and at freedom. But is there really no hope for us, the many? Can't we awaken from this deep slumber? Can't we unite and fight for our rights? Can't we free ourselves from this bitter yoke? Yes, we can, but it's not easy, for the occult power is strong. It has arms, money, and influence, it has the media and justice. It has spies, betrayers, and assassins, it has experience and patience. It has everything it needs to maintain its rule. But we have something more, something it can never have— We have soul, conscience, and faith, we have love and hope. We have courage, dignity, and will, we have dreams and desire. We have everything we need to make the change.