Unreal is grip of this dream

Calling out for truth

Mirage that they call life

Hovering in you



EWngulfed in caress of night

And sigh of the dead

Cold rain covers the deeds

That once were done



Virtues have withered now

Beside the sinful crown

No need to ask for more

After the Babylon



The smile in angels face

Will turn to grimace

At sea of decay

Some have basked in haze



You may question your life

And ask me reason why

But I can tell you

Nothing is true



Let's die together