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Staring eyes around me

No helping hands

Numb and cold

Standing here alone

And see the laughing crowd

This is our masquerade

A reflection of ourselves

Behind the shining surface

Discover scum and hate

Egoism dictates

Our relations

Nothing will change

when they’ll slaughter us

Refrain

Trust in false beliefs

Praise the lord

It makes no difference

Only haze remains

I’m waiting for deliverance

Even if my reasons are just trivial

It’s better to leave now

Than to lose myself in this masked crowd



© by Fabian A.