Unexpired exile, reluctantly we all indulge their tasteful hype. We aren't their cattle. From here on the pain begins. We're maggots cast in a sea of struggle, bait for the big fish. Crawl, forever crawling.
Faith holds no answers.
Ravenous - they greedily suck away your will to even argue. A belief in something better. Downtrodden, hopes still linger. Faces bear the same shallow fear of forgotten prosperity. The promise of reward.