Lyrics:

I speak of people whose game is disguiseThe myth of flavour appears with no sign'Cause I see it coming, just like a
long lost friendA temple of rubble, the low and blind betrayInane the pleasures that leave a sorry stateYou're told of treas
ures, indulgence cannot waitBut wait for tomorrow and steal some sanityInsane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them ba
ckAs I now fall... fall into deprivationFall... fallen there's still tomorrowLove hides the things you'll never knowA lack
of reason that makes a mortal manUntold the treason, the past where it began'Cause I see horror, horror to think aboutInsa
ne thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them backAs I see the blood, blood on the hands of reasonBlood, bloody the hands th
at lead meLove for the ones you cannot know