What we see today is just a parody of life People sink in bloody pot of world in which they dive We are all at highway in the truck which demons drive. This is not, believe me, guys, the better thing to strive. This is the delusion of one thousand million masks This is the hypocrisy of all the human race. We’ve already lighted fuse which burns our numbered days. What can we do now? Just go on hiding our face. Our father is tired of playing with his dolls. Devil-the-almighty pukes from our dirty souls. We are means to vent the anger, not the higher goals. We are doomed. And everything we guessed was right is false.
Is human a free creation or a toy to play? Do you live your life on your own or it’s just one day? If you had a chance to talk to master what’d you say? If the devil inside you wants to cry, than he may. Natural beauty given to us makes us perfect blind But the beasty core realizes: it’s already died. Should we compel daddy or come to the dark side? Probably, we can do nothing, ‘cause we are hog tied. War in which we are the reason had turned into dance. No one needs us anymore, we are forsaken ones. Our father is tired of playing with his dolls. Devil doesn’t need us too, we have too dirty souls.