Hands Of Reason

<br>I speak of people whose game is disguise<br>The myth of flavour appears with no sign<br><br>`Cause I see it coming, just like a long lost friend<br>A temple of rubble, the low and blind betray<br>Inane the pleasures that leave a sorry state<br>You`re told of treasures, indulgence cannot wait<br><br>But wait for tomorrow and steal some sanity<br>Insane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them back<br>As I now fall... fall into deprivation<br>Fall... fallen there`s still tomorrow<br>Love hides the things you`ll never know<br><br>A lack of reason that makes a mortal man<br>Untold the treason, the past where it began<br><br>`Cause I see horror, horror to think about<br>Insane thoughts are borrowed, unable to repay them back<br>As I see the blood, blood on the hands of reason<br>Blood, bloody the hands that lead me<br>Love for the ones you cannot know