Upon pillars of salt Built to withstand the wrecks of pa**ing time Not ready to bear the weight Of human indifference "The poison that keeps the rotors of the world in motion" Now as tongues lick Mouths get numb As speech becomes inarticulate Minds nauseate Both sides of the coin bear the same figure Both sides have the same story to tell The real one fades away as time pa**es... Leaving nobody behind to remember it. Lies and truth dance around in circles In a constant change of positions A rotating diameter where ends never confront eachother And at the center stands The rotor that sets the circle That engulfs us all In motion. Forged ages ago By the blood and sacrifice Of innocents that died in vain On the altars of political And religious confrontations.