Burning fields of mind
Submitted, trampled, rejected.
Sown with the seeds of lies -
You like it, you need it, you choose it.
Everytime I look into your eyes
There is only void, nothing inside.
Something is lost without a trace,
Ashes of soul is all that remains.
Truth, where do you hide?
Who builds the walls around you?
Where... Where will I find
You in the solitude?
Everytime I look at people around
There is only void, nothing inside.
Lives built in mire of impudent lies,
Erected on sand from the hypocritical land.
Truth, where do you hide?
Who builds the walls around you?
Where... Where will I find
You in the solitude?
Whores writhe in ecstasies
Flaccid, pitiful.
Rags of lies uncover their bodies
Eaten by the moth of traditions.