Scold's Bridle - Byzantine

We are collective entities

The framework of punishment for all to see

You’ve stolen something so pure to me

A life so full of shine now dulled intensity

We shall bereave

Stand up, show your identity

We decode and decrypt now with impunity

Your freedom, a fluid industry

Compiled under the guise of anonymity

Click to agree

We comply and the truth is found once we toe the line

Our revelations all will be revealed

In time to the ones who seek with their open eyes

Who will be spared?

All gaze upon the scolded witch

Your speech is laden false, lies tethered inch by inch

Surveillance shall breed conformity

And press upon the tongue that speaks against me