This Is Really Complicated

Things that should be unrelated
Stealthily are really mated
Linked in sync because they hate us
So we think we know what's true
Are we on top?
Are they on top?
Explorations to pursue

We know the stories are a lie
Which of course they will deny
All the triumphs that were wrong
Cause the truth's been dead so long
That every trace of it's long gone
What is the truth?
What's subterfuge?
It's more simple to comply

Once we strip a layer clean
Revealing secrets in-between
Paradoxes unforeseen
Algorithms intervene
Disgorge the form that is mainstream
Is it profound?
Deep underground?
Or just something so obscene
This is really complicated
Years of vows prevaricated
Favors not reciprocated
Truly they are syndicated
Histories are fabrications
Do we know who?
Could it be you?
Camouflaged with imprecations

What's the grail that they desire
While they set our world on fire
What they see they must acquire
Seems their wants get ever higher
While our place gets ever dire
A world unique?
Is what they seek?
Apotheosis they require

A world unique?
Is what they seek?
Apotheosis they require
Apotheosis they require

Imprecated, imprecations
unforeseen,
veiled
isolated
inaccessible
motivation
explanation
comprehension
trepidation
evasive
credible
honesty veracity
destiny