Testo Ephemeroptera

Break off your self-sacrifice Don't hide from the daily risc to pass into silence There's no sense in burying your face behind a mask Your proud was broken Your soul was sold Your nature was changed It's enough to now your name I'll forget in two weeks again The mirror of truth will bare who dies behind the veil A mass-produced toy put together on a rusty assembly line You were put together You were raped and abused You were shot dead by the scheming and lies You're not real Just a lie to rake in money For the puppeteer near by the ropes in your back The industry of broken hope makes the most of you Your proud was broken Your soul was sold Your nature was changed You were put together You were raped and abused You were shot dead by the scheming and lies