Luyện nghe bài hát False Projection

what crime is worth the - right
what lie is the sacrifice
of knowing you are true to
of holding in a truce this our time in

I stand the shell of memory
To force through mortality
I trust the that holds no life
In death we find -
trust in death seems our one right

In death we subjective memories
In life we make our in forgery
What's it to live in mocked reality?
What's life if yours is - indignity?