Monochrome - Antimatter

And under the sun, the ignorant ones

Between the earth and clouds they lay

Awaiting a sign, a movement deciding

How to think and what to say

Turn to the same page, skip to the same frame

Oh how it feels to feel the same

Oh mirror of lies, come forge a disguise

Copy and paste, copy and paste

Is that all there is?

Conform and display

And the answers drift through the air

Illuminating those who hear

It’s all illusion-weaving but still

Comfort the masses unfulfilled

What’s a dream to the dreamer, real?

Like it never was tainted by the earth

You may not be the best that you can

But you’re safe and sound in the end

Hide in the whores