07. Theatre

Faces fading away

Behind the masks of society

Worms crawling all around

Hiding the traces of anxiety

Since they were born they live in lies

They have fake tears, they have fake smiles

Grey as concrete, dull like empty space

Hiding behind their pride their disgrace

I do not take part in this drama

Looking so tragic but really it's pathetic

A manuscript full with clichés and lies and vice

Conspiracies, fake love and hate

You are acting in a way written

Every false steps are unforgiven

You can pray to the director, god

But I spit on you and leave you in the mud –pathetic dolls, your mask falls

Theatrical personalities

Created after an old scheme

Theatrical words and acts

And they all want to take part in every scene

This is a constant lie, a web of hatred

The one they kissed, the one they suffocated

They're cold like steel burning with a fake fire

They need only you, whore, to fulfill their desires

I do not join your pathetic horde

I do not keep my truth untold

I show you all my faces

You can see how fragile my soul is

The dolls of fate and hate you are

I will turn this theatre the theatre of war