Epica

Appearance is deceptive
So perfect in disguise
There's more than what you see
A semblance is protective
A blinder for the eyes
A place to hide and flee
Flee and you'll never see
What you're going to be
If you throw away the key
The truth from the past you can't make it last
Flee and walk away
From what you are this day
If you are afraid to stay
Beyond the shore the sea is filled up
with sentiment and strength
Here lie the thoughts imprisoned
A field of forces and laments
How can we hide here
We need to change our ways
How can we tell lies here
We turn our eyes away