Unknown to the mass, Unblessed by the rest..
Living a lie, but it's better than the detest..
Stolen from the lies we once knew..
With the questions turning up answers, so few..
Like a snowballs chance in hell..
Living the lie underneath it's spell..
Propaganda to keep the eyes closed...
So know about what is truly proposed..
Proof of value is never backed up
Where the world can end so abrupt
Steal the eyes of the world...
And find how into it all we're hurled..
Speak softly, but speak none the truth..
And act like the others and keep the couth..
Lies spread like butter on bread..
With all these desperate measures running through my head..
Snow falling on tears of lost remorse..
As the snowflake and salty water plant their course..
Lost in the babble that I once knew as sense..
But that was just a lie waiting for the pretense..
I spoke of my feeling lost in the breeze..
But now I feel like my heart is in the deep freeze..
I knew once what I wanted, but that was a dream..
But I turned around and ripped it apart at the seam..
Speaking softly, but stuck in denial...
As I'm sitting here waiting for the pretrial..
Jury duty for the mentally deficient
Wondering if we're all above suspicion
The babble that was once known as reason..
But for these desperate measures there is no season...

Lost in the maze of deception
Lost in the lack of ulterior perception

11/15/2001

Posted on 11/15/2001
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