I've been set adrift by all this fake reality and all
Those lies,
By mild hypocrisy, half-pleasures and madness in

Disguise...
Always forced to choose between some lesser evils, I have
Closed my eyes

And fake-believed the stone to be melted ice.

Ch: All those lies, all those lies you've been revealing

To me,
All this pain, all this pain that boils in me,
All this time, all this time I've wasted trying to see

Through this old veil of misconceptions and deceit.

... Lament of the hopeless...


Oh, but now I know my struggle's pointless and my pain is
Here to stay

And I believe there is a way to get through all dismay:
To embrace and bend, to blind myself, to rot with this
Decay ?

You all pathetic hopeful, let me drift away!