Sky above me still is blue
Through the tears it seems so grey
Lie can ask me - what is true?
Lie of you...it's no my game
Fear dig holes, it live, no die
Summer, Autumn, Winter, Spring...
Truth can ask you - what is lie?
You took off my wing, my wing...
Crack and fissure through my dream
Eyes of snake... I cannot hide....
And you can't to lay the seam
Don't afraid, I will survive
Glass of Future is so thin
Do you want to hurt by spall?
Cutting dreams like skin, like skin...
Lie is building wordless wall
The Lie
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