Fleeting Reality
Lost, in the wonders of dead times
Fleeing my feelings
Endless lines of useless meaning

Reality, a dreadful word
For a world I don’t pity

Sadly, and sign after sign
Fleeing my feelings
Endless bottles of blessed wine

Life, a concept so absurd
Filling the void with their vanity

Maybe, after drowning so deep
Fleeing my feelings
I shall finally grant myself some
Sleep

Alas, these things, they never last
Feeling and healing
Hiding them in the past
But again, after hearing all their lies
And fleeing my feelings
I look at these bottles in the eyеs

In the end
It’s the samе cycle again
I try to break in vain, only pain
‘til the last of them die

In the end
It’s the same cycle again
I try to break in vain, only pain
‘til the end of my life

Reality, a dreadful word
For a world I don’t pity
Life, a concept so absurd
Filling the void with their vanity