I speak of people whose game is disguise The myth of flavour appears with no sign
OCause I see it coming, like a long lost friend A temple of rubble, the low and blind betray I nane, the pleasures that leave a sorry state Youre told of treasures, indulgence cannot wait
But wait for tomorrow and steal some sanity I nsane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them back As I now fall... fall into deprivation Fall... fallen theres ti will tomorrow Love hides the things youll never know
A lack of reason that makes a mortal man Untold the reason, the past where it began
OCause I see horror, horror to think about I nsane thoughts are borrowed, unable to reapy 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
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