The Real Nature Of...

And in out tiny lives
We strive for something dear enough
To hold as flag to justify existence
How pathetically we fail
Blind and numb to reality

And if in one second we feel love
We think we're blessed
And if we're wasted enough
To hold death in our mouths
We believe to have tasted

Transcendence so in need
Of our daily misery
We are numb, and senseless
And lazed and breathless
We are heirs to the liars
Of the 1000 faces

We bailed the lies out again
We left the fires blazing
They left the roads all burning
Her wrath, it stabs my trusting
Again we're starting over
But only now I'm weary
We bailed the lies out again