Find yourself ...in a shell...
Your heaven, my hell...
Soldier of fake culture... Y
our heaven, my hell...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand... ...condition :
alienated...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand ... and as the
wind blows
Nothing feeds your sense... non-sense being Lie fuels
your weakness...
like a breeze in the burning soul...
In the desert of ignorance In the desert of
ignorance...you just exist...
Perfect paint is the one that owns the truth ....
You ain´t got the real ink....
In the desert of ignorance In the desert of
ignorance...you just exist...
Find yourself in a shell...
Your heaven, my hell...
Soldier of fake culture...
Your heaven, my hell...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand... ...condition :
alienated...
Programmed to be a grain in the sand...and as the wind
blows Nothing feeds your sense... non-sense being
Lie fuels your weakness... like a breeze in the
burning soul... Free your mind...mean your existence
Deserve it...
The emotion is for us all...