In the last time occurences guided me

To the land where the lie lives

It's sovereigns have to humbug us

In such a way that all men's thinking's growing stiff

Joining in the conversation, reforming the situation -

This epoch is too weak-willed for this

Lifeless end or endless life

Narcotics affect the senses



Melancholic dreams or hysterical faces

Fascinated in a state without preceptive faculty

Strength of purpose wearies and the complexion fades

Because manipulation's modern methods stamped from cruelty

You're just blinded by a dream that does not exist

You think that you will find your fortune

Appear this feeling? NO - feelings disappear

Narcotics signify gloom



Influxes are soporific

Physic and psychic narcotic

Lugubrious I guess I'm sick

Physic and psychic narcotic



At first sight the front's iridescent

Loss of sight but future's earsplitting

'cause awfully the trombones will sound in the end



Consciousness is embedded in illusions

Which are incompetent to criticism

Shades of deception cover relected images

Reality is dimming and the untruth is rising

Sentiment is apathetic and argument just hypothetic

So all responsible men have an easy game

Illness of time and time of illness

Narcotics the braincells wane



Influxes are soporific

Physic and psychic narcotic

Lugubrious I guess I'm sick

Physic and psychic narcotic



At first sight coherence's not to see

Loss of sight earth's dirge frustrating me



I am under the impression that I suffocate

Some people feel passion but they don't premeditate

Addicted to their fashion not considering their fate

Mankind needs a lesson, it's imperative and not too late-ac