Words without acts - Meaningless debates Our mind sinks into morbid obscurity The truth hurts - lies infuriate you Tears have drained off - your soul is rotting away Images change before your eyes Fate though doesn't - it is one with the flesh Forever addicted - incurably ill True or false ? - always confused Why am I confused ? And not insensitive, relieved from everything Why should I be real ? Always searching and fighting by myself