歌词
Could not have forseen what the lies of the bearer would bring
Trailing the marks of his errors trace the original sin
Fallen I cling to deception
This talk of madness is in me
Come now as the drapery falls
From homes that take the foul in hand
Mind cloven
Sweet spoken with words that led us off the track
Truth altered
Blindsighted
Thrive on the illusion and the image of a life to be
Unmount the shielding facade
Cast to death the disciples fevered rage to burn them
Fallen Endure the spit of others
Locked inside the pretence cage
Where the cause will be certain
Fallen I'll see you inside