Testo di Theory Of Consequence

The dance macabre, ignored by you Supported by fiction, it’s so real it’s not real Stupid and dumb, your favorite words You know you coexist in this world of worlds How much time will you spend In your mind's paradise? Driven by disappointment All disguised as righteousness Someday your mother will collapse And you’ll be faced with the same indecisions Behind your pretty mask lies All the same invaluable intentions