People don’t like rut
But sometimes it’s hard to spend time
So find out strange things in somewhere
Somewhat to talk about

Imagination of empty minds
Hide the truth behind the lies
Created by damned eyes
Wings of lie in an endless flight
Untruth reality becomes
A followed ideology without signification

Misunderstood necessity to know
About someone else’s life
Who did what or didn’t
Why would I care about?

Blasted people can’t see own life
Can’t assume own mistakes
Only judge things that never saw
Or people that never talked
Wings of lie become live
By badmouth, by empty minds
Fantasy becomes truth when
Maliciousness eyes see too much