Artificial facade, from a fraud of a God
All due to the path that we trod
We just wanted to heal, but now our nightmares are real
And now we'll never wake up, for we've torn apart
We want freedom, freedom
Freedom, freedom, freedom (We
We'll sleep well now, dream
New blooms when playtime sprouts
Artificial facade, from a fraud
of a God (La-la-la-la, la-la)
All due to the path that we trod
We just wanted to heal, but now
And now we'll never wake up, for