Something foul is going on...
It's all around us.
I sleep.
I can't see it.
You live.
You are able to see.
But you don't want to...
You have fallen in love.
In love with your illusion.
Illusion makes you happy.
I cry.
I sleep, I awake.
I can see you now.
I can see you trapped.
Trapped in your own illusion.
And you can't get out.
You don't want to get out.
Something foul is going on.
It's all around us.
I want to fight it.
I will win.
I won't cry anymore.
Because, I awake.
I awake from my sleep.
While you live.
You live.
I sleep.
I sleep, I awake.
You live, You die...
Post je objavljen 17.03.2008. u 09:33 sati.