Lost in confusion we stand on the edge, visions and pictures created for you to believe
It all looks the same like loops in unreal, illusions they are to gain
We're facing the abyss of hearts, lonely dreams
We're chasing our shadows and make it for real
This will be the final truth, and we will face reality
This will be the last control in this created fantasy
Lost in confusion we stand on the edge, falling from bridges or winning it all makes the same
Chasing our souls from heaven to hell, our imagination will never die
You think you are for real, you're just a pix in a frame
The system is your life and the system owns your soul