Tell me about the daylight
Tell if you sure you've ever seen it
Something is strange around you
Something has changed... can you feel it?
Thousands of empty eye-holes
Silently waiting for your answer
What can you really tell them?
They are not angels to take you back
Whom do you want to save here?
All of them mad and don't need you
All their life they worship
But they're not ready to meet their Idol
Now they're standing silent
Promise to turn your life into smile
But later, the fascination
Of your life will be the smile of a madman
You'd better not to believe them
They have no principles and doubts
You're just a raw material
Stench of your innocence teasing their scent
Soon they will find you guilty
You won_t justify their believes
They will present you smile
And then crucify your bleeding shadow
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