Conspiranoia

I know who you are,
Commanding legions of hatred,
I can't really feel,
All the bad things you mended.

Break me down,
And the world will see the truth,
And they'll pray and visualize,
Forgotten hopes,
Of honesty.

Your smooth soothing soul,
Command my enemies,
You can't touch my dreams,
Or alter my memories.

Dreams will appear,
And you'll see what I can do,
Confess your sins and clear the air,
The world will fall,
Unless you lose.