Behind the Scene By Alexandra
Illusions perceived as reality
Justify our life, destroying our destiny
A model not to be followed
A dead end in the conscience of man
Illusions mistaken for reality
Turn deadly on the chosen day
Doomed to live in a fantasy
Nobody knows how to know me
What is isn't what should be
What lies before is not to be known
Shattered hopes run wild in the land of confusion
Scratching surfaces, never revealing the truth of life
Now we must forget all we know
For now the truth lies not in us
The core of my being is rotten
We'll die from the inside.
RETOUR