Songtext von Alienation

Define my conscience, what is real Characterize the ways world disappears I try, but I can't decide from reality and fantasy Glittering darkness, room by room Nothing satisfies as I enter bloom Fear my world, so puzzled and mystified Stage of pleasure and pain is what I hide behind my eyes My inability to feel real Hyper-reality feeds me Falling into my secret window As I walk the Earth unhallowed Anything, everything Tricking conscience, what I've seen Detached from engagement of emotions Meaningless identical devotions Rapidly taking any given shape Filtered experience, depicted in hate Your demons, my angels Capsized parallel dream world Parting ways to breathe, to be alive Crusade of perfect stranger Disconnect the splendor Alienations steers 'til the end Split apart from a faculty of mind Non-existent world in a glimpse of an eye Simulation of something to never exist This authentic fake, mind misled Light years away from here Hyperspace to escape my fear Simulation of familiar place Reproduction of empty appearance My inability to feel real Hyper-reality feeds me Falling into my secret window As I walk the Earth unhallowed Your demons, my angels Capsized parallel dream world Parting ways to breathe, to be alive Crusade of perfect stranger Disconnect the splendor Alienations steers 'til the end (Your demons - my angels Crusade of perfect stranger) I'm sick of spewing my words out So puzzled that I won't wake up I'm sick of spewing my words out So puzzled that I won't wake up