In chambers where the truth is veiled,
Beneath the golden arches grand,
The whispers of corruption trail,
Like shadows cast upon the land.

The promises they made with ease,
To serve the people, guard the light,
But power’s grip began to seize,
And led them deep into the night.

Their pockets lined with gilded lies,
The common good, a distant dream,
As justice fades before our eyes,
In silence, we can only scream.

Yet hope remains within our hearts,
That truth and honor will prevail,
For even in the darkest parts,
The light of justice can unveil.