Inspid 2000

Should I defend you for who you are?

The laws are changed and useless

On their way to a deserted town

Where empty windows wave goodbye

A helpless excuse, a falling reality

I'm changed by the shock

And the weight of the punch

A helpless excuse, a falling reality

Fragments of a futile being

A puzzle to the noble ones

Ignorant and pitiless they stride

The world around me

Spartanic, minimalistic

A helpless excuse, a falling reality

The large scale plan that once where

You've now drained from life

A helpless excuse, a falling reality

Who knows the proper reasons

Why it all begins and ends?

Ignorant and pitiless they stride

"You are but a form"

The clean, harsh silence passes

"Genuine" visions by the noble ones

For the noble ones

"You are but a form"

The clean, harsh silence passes

"Genuine" visions by the noble ones

For the noble ones