Sometimes life is untrue
Only showing what is black and blue
Living without the truth of a dying world
Bleeding from an uncut wound
Loosing that which was never yours
Killing for what has no value
Just an untouchable prize at the end of dead-end road
Everything loosing touch
Burning like an inferno demolishing everything with its deadly strife
This is what you call life
I say to hell with it
Seeing only black and blue
Life is always untrue
