كلمات Chimera

Rising from nowhere on the horizon Do not be deceived by her call Its divine chant is an illusion The siren's beauty is hiding the evil Loosing their essence beneath appearance People of this lie obscure your conscience Glowing chains & rings however stay cold Only the blind ones will be dazzled The weak are misled Their minds are dead Artificial exterior Simulated behavior Pretension Presumption Artificial exterior Simulated behavior Hallucination Imagination Pain overwhelms the deceived mortal As he bites the poison inside the apple The weak will never make the difference Between the fancy and the essence