Behind the Lie

Painted smiles upon a velvet wall,

Waiting to see who's gonna be first to fall.

We trade our truths for a cheap applause,

Fighting a war without a single cause.

The air is thick with hollow words and noise,

Grown men playing with broken toys.

I search for clarity behind the mask,

A simple answer to a heavy task.

Strip the gold away…

End the play…

Strip the gold away…

Burn the costumes and reveal the scars!

We are not monuments, we are just stars!

Tear down the stage and let the curtain die!

I want the truth behind the glorious lie!

Behind the lie!

Just the truth…