Diary Of Dreams

fight, fight
You only care for blinded tears
To penetrate with heresies
You lack of deep integrity
Your cold embrace
Finds me amused
We have been searching what we can expect of me
We have the words of sacred fortune-tellers
We have the liars that will start to speak the truth
We have the world for what we call are youths
Get out of my life
Get out of my world
Get out of my head
fight, fight