Next Illusion To Fade (Phase)

Run but from fate you can’t hide Done long before you decide Feel, everything must be real Kill, to defend one’s idea(l)s And I feel so alone In this desert I roam Empty words carved in stone For no sin I atone Dying everyday to believe Burned in pursuing sweet relief Chance, just for the sake of change Own, not a thing worth exchange And I am so alone In this wasteland I roam Empty words carved in stone For no sin I atone