I speak of people whose game is disguise

The myth of flavour appears with no sign

'Cause I see it coming, like a long lost friend

A temple of rubble, the low and blind betray

Inane, the pleasures that leave a sorry state

You're told of treasures, indulgence cannot wait

but wait for tomorrow and steal some sanity

Insane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them back

As I now fall......fall into deprivation

Fall....fallen there's still tomorrow

Love hides the things you'll never know

A lack of reason that makes a mortal man

Untold the treason, the past where it began

'Cause I see horror, horror to think about

Insane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them back

As I see the blood, blood on the hands of reason

Blood, bloody the hands that lead me

Love for the ones you cannot know