Lies. All you hear is lie
Blind. Is your vision for life
And this is most likely
The way you will die.

Misery. Can't you recognize?
Histery. Is what you find.

'Cause you find your happiness in ignorance
'Cause it's easier to be a marionette
When you could be a god…

All you hear
All you see
Is a dream
Of reality

The roots die
You're left a wraith
Unstoppable
Your decadent mind
Open your eyes
Their lies die

'Cause you find your happiness in ignorance
'Cause it's easier to be a marionette
When you could be a god…