Testo The Illusion

What more can we stand for?
And who is left to blame?
Calculated chaos
Reflecting back our shame

IT'S TIME

Figures in the darkness. Motives in the past
Reality is falling
Every step our last

IT'S TIME

Fate divides what stands before me
Callous end to empty words
No one left to hear the warnings
But I'm ready, and we're ready

Did we make a difference?
A monumental change?
Vanity and values
Chapters in a page
Fate divides what stands before me
Callous end to empty words
No one left to hear the warnings,
But I'm ready, and we're ready

The image still by my side
The sun expectantly shines
Through the illusion