Black Magic

nobody leaves me not a single chance
to find myself ...to find my
raison d'etre
in your ability
Take
your rare life
You and I
Fake

it's reason to compare us
with old damned gods
and you see
in your eyes we are bad ones

there is nothing to hold on in this night
there is no place where you find the truth
so leave it behind

old man in to the mountains
opened to me concept of the hurt
old man in to the mountains
opened to me concept of the world
raison d'etre
in your ability
Take
your rare life
You and I
We are Fake
We are Fake
We are Fake