Testo: Lost Reality. What Remains. Veil Of The Martyr.

Hopes compromised by never ending screamed accusation
ideas sacrificed to the machines of corruption
looking for degraded consecration
obscure reflection of deformed
dancing images move so tantalisingly sad

listening to the echo of your sentence
my eyes burn my hands shake
an emotion without hope is finished
freeing me from the silence that has trapped me
in the suffering of deep obscurity

my cry will find those who don't know pain
their filthy lies that tear my veil?

victim of my own mental deception
controlled by a thousand eyes
judged by a thousand pointing fingers
a mask unable to see me
nailed a face laughing at my tears

listening to the echo of your sentence
my eyes burn my hands shake
an emotion without hope is finished
freeing me from the silence that has trapped me
in the suffering of deep obscurity

my cry will find those who don't know pain
their filthy lies that tear my veil?

(Thanks to Kekko for these lyrics)