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