i speak of people whose game is disguise
the myth of flavour appears with no sign
'cause i see it coming, just like a long lost friend
a temple of rubble, the low and blind betray
inane, the pleasures that leave a sorry state
you're told of treasures, indulgence cannot wait
but wait for tomorrow and steal some sanity
insane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them back
as i now fall... fall into deprivation
fall.... fallen there's still tomorrow
love hides the things you'll never know
a lack of reason that makes a mortal man
untold the treason, the past where it began
'cause i see horror, horror to think about
insane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them back
as i see the blood, blood on the hands of reason
blood, bloody the hands that lead me
love for the ones you cannot know |