On the way of Truth
Soap-media balloons are flying.
East and West
They spin blinded in a misty settlement
Looking for a code output
Balloons, erstwhile the wind melts
The evidence remains
These grumpy breaks don't have wings.
They deficiency a volatile pact.
Those who didn't get blinded by soap
Calling – sending advice!
They want to see the escape from the mats
To the way of Clear Truth
