Words without acts - Meaningless debates
Our mind sinks into morbid obscurity
The truth hurts - lies infuriate you
Tears have drained off - your soul is rotting away

Images change before your eyes
Fate though doesn't - it is one with the flesh
Forever addicted - incurably ill
True or false ? - always confused

Why am I confused ?
And not insensitive, relieved from everything
Why should I be real ?
Always searching and fighting by myself