Find yourself in a shell,
Your heaven, my hell,
Soldier of fake culture…
Your heaven, my hell…
Programmed to be a grain in the sand…
condition: alienated…
Programmed to be a grain in the sand … and as the wind blows
Nothing feeds your sense…
non-sense being
Lie fuels your weakness…
like a breeze in the burning soul…
In the desert of ignorance
In the desert of ignorance…
you just exist…
Perfect paint is the one that owns the truth ….
You ain´t got the real ink….
In the desert of ignorance
In the desert of ignorance…
you just exist…
Find yourself in a shell…
Your heaven, my hell…
Soldier of fake culture…
Your heaven, my hell…
Programmed to be a grain in the sand…
condition: alienated…
Programmed to be a grain in the sand…
and as the wind blows
Nothing feeds your sense… non-sense being
Lie fuels your weakness…
like a breeze in the burning soul…
Free your mind mean your existence
Deserve it…
The emotion is for us all…

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