I stood there,longing to see, how it come to be, how we are, who we are, what we are
I stood there in vanity, to see the beauty but cannot
silken in blinding ignorance
silken in the tar, shimmering and speckles, veil of what cannot be seen
sanity softly whisper to me to look away, cannot move
why tho? why can i not see what the truth is
truth that keep us together, truth that makes us see, through the window of perception
truth can be a illusion, truth can seem be a lie, simple and keeps us as sheep in small cages
lies, lies...lies... it is all lies in the boxes that speaks, speaks, speaks.
the ignorance with buckets of chatting and moans and groans
its all a filth, lies to keep is sane, day in and day out....