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…

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Me gustaría poder expresar con palabras todo lo que me hace sentir esta canción.Pero me conformo con escucharla una y otra vez