Beliefs Consigned and Cruel Condemned - Dead Point

We behind the curtain of covert, secret plans

And no one bare the truth for millions bondslaves

Frantic, enrage planning

For your extirpation

No one will tell what is the real

Who now sustains the flag

Epedemy of falsity

And deception of mass

Brother will kill for own greed

Sister will twist the knife

Beliefs consigned and cruel condemned

So this is genuine life

Mislead to the chasm

Of own confinement

Maybe it is detention

In perishable flesh

Total verification

For all your deeds and acts

One day we’ll face the ending

And step to the unknown

Is there the decent place

Or emptiness itself?

The plans of fate we can not just predict

What waits the next and where is the bitter end

So we still hope and keep the trust

For further better days

But time runs fast, grinding the real

Absorb and merge the days

What was just mine now this is gone

Fading and burn to dust

Only the questions remains the same

But no the answers still

This life and the frail being, we walking on the glass, looking through the

stream of time

It flows and I am loosing meaning of life without things I used to have near by

No one will tell what is the real

Who now sustains the flag

Epedemy of falsity

And deception of mass

Brother will kill for own greed

Sister will twist the knife

Beliefs consigned and cruel condemned

So this is genuine life

Farewell, we go to nonexistence, and only time will tell if our ways will ever

cross

We fade and just increase the distance, maybe in better point we will never

know the loss