Sopor Aeternus

Exposed with hands as empty
as the opposite space,
crawling we move
to where the final station lies,
to whom is the debt
that we are forced to pay...?
Real forces dare to appear only
when we turn away,
truth reveals itself
Reveal yourself!
A face ordained to hypocrites,
we know the masks,
their artificial smiles,
Mind's black eyes should break the lies!
Distorted pictures are all
transparent to us,
phantasmagoria... such a useful weapon,