Define my conscience what is real Characterize the ways world disappears I try but I can't decide from reality and fantasy Glittering darkness room by room Nothing satisfies as I enter bloom Fear my world so puzzled and mystified Stage of pleasure and pain is what I hide behind my eyes
My inability to feel real Hyperreality feeds me Falling into my secret window As I walk the Earth unhallowed
Anything, everything Tricking, conscience what I've seen Detached from engagement of emotions Meaningless identical devotions Rapidly taking any given shape Filtered experience - Depicted in hate
Your demons - my angels Capsized parallel dream world Parting ways to breathe, to be alive Crusade of perfect stranger Disconnect the splendor Alienations steers 'til the end
Split apart from a faculty of mind Non-existent world in a glimpse of an eye Simulation of something to never exist This authentic fake - Mind misled
Light years away from here Hyperspace to escape my fear Simulation of familiar place Reproduction of empty appearance
My inability to feel real Hyperreality feeds me Falling into my secret window As I walk the Earth unhallowed
Your demons - my angels Capsized parallel dream world Parting ways to breathe, to be alive Crusade of perfect stranger Disconnect the splendor Alienations steers 'til the end
(Your demons - my angels Crusade of perfect stranger)
I'm sick of spewing my words out So puzzled that I won't wake up I'm sick of spewing my words out So puzzled that I won't wake upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
