Encoded in ciphers or in open display,

Flaunting every winnings or announcing the agony,

always by the second they come in variety,

manipulated when it’s joyful while depression is reality.

Encompassing a parallel world is the new world order,

illuminating the darkness of a night-man worker,

more-so in the mourning of an ambitious day-dreamer,

when it comes down to it, shall embrace the Grim Reaper.

Immortality he speaks but mortality he gets,

When a man shuts his eyes the moment that he bets,

to a luck that means nothing more than life or death,

but he who sees the order wins all the sets.