Lirama

should I defend you for who you are?
the laws are changed and useless!

on their way to a deserted town
where empty windows wave goodbye
a helpless excuse, a falling reality
I'm changed by the shock
and the weight of the punch
a helpless excuse, a falling reality

ragments of a futile being
a puzzle to the noble ones
ignorant and pitiless they stride

the world around me -
spartanic, minimalistic
a helpless excuse, a falling reality
the large scale plan that once where
you've now drained from life
a helpless excuse, a falling reality

wo knows the proper reasons
why it all begins and ends?
ignorant and pitiless they stride

"you are but a form",
the clean, harsh silence passes
"genuine" visions by the noble
ones for the noble ones