We all try to the beauty, in a world that's mouldering And we of tomorrow, anything to ease this pain Can you deal with the truth, can you deal life itself Or you hide behind, retouch the picture and play the game
I try to see the real me, but there's someone else in
Open your eyes you coward, now it's to confront yourself Take a inside, go on just face the pain Can you with yourself, can you see what's really you? Or you close your eyes, and hide behind another lie
I'd like to see the real me. But I'm afraid to inside
I am fear, the lord of pain. break you down, with my bare hands I'm your conscience, deep inside. I feed your mind, you're full of Plunge oceans of hate restrained by, the anger you create
Falling, from the stairs inside your mind, crawling helpless like a
When you try to see things clearly, pictures erase your mind You hear voices on the inside, your mind goes blank
Trapped your inner self forced to see the truth no use to run cause the doors are closed No more excuses the you cannot bend It's hard to deal with life when you're to pretend
A psychotic mind erases and to improve It'll leave you blinded a hallucinating truth No more excuses the you cannot bend hard to deal wiht life when you're used to pretend
If I'd only known the Life will be when you see who you are No more fear no lies se the truth with new eyes
Killer instinct you the pain Nothing will ever you Killer play the game New eyes no longer You'll never again New eyes no longer
We all try to the beauty...