No attraction to those living out their own dreams Falsified idols making up for self esteem There is no warm embrace, there is no tender face Only dark in this place to bring to light living disgrace Drawn in picked out just upon an image preaching False hope upon dry hands, upon what, what, what it all is Something that is seen as different but it rots away With the feelings that displace the blame React in fear to the lies so cynical Integrity denied so simple Reality a concept that's not so hard to understand What's good is bad, and what's bad? What's bad is good There's no time to change, there's no time To witness through all these lies Know it all since it's all, know it all since it's all blind Force-fed beautiful serenity of loneliness