You won't see, when I'm piqued I set a question for my friend, what is happening? No such reason, no such trends, to be fanatic I turn my head from left to right, I can't find you With this flame inside my mind, how could I find the truth? I won't dream, like they scream Virtue hides asperity, of sordid violence
Fake imagination's cause of, fatal decadence I turn my head from left to right, I can't find you With this flame inside my mind, how could I find the truth? The ignorance...shall inherit...the cruelty...like a castaway... ...inbred psycho...the sh** shall reign...