Testo di Omni

Blistering Sun Eclipse the light Valley of nothing An ambient wasteland The truth Is prolific So the cherry's picked One by one Until there is the sum of A different tale From the weak and the frail Designed to divide All who lay eyes Upon deceit So simple yet sweet Liars they come In all shapes But one Believe what you see Through the iris Do not listen To words of strength From the spineless There are those capable Of creating anything Then there's some Who only can run From face to face Only to imitate Shape-shifter Face switcher Page lifter Gifted grifter God in the heavens Your presence seems mundane Have we lost the connection Between both our planes