Rising from nowhere on the horizon
Do not be deceived by her call
It's divine chant is an illusion
The siren's beauty is hiding the evil
Loosing their essence beneath appearance
People of this lie obscure your conscience
Glowing chains & rings however stay cold
Only the blind ones will be dazzled
The weak are misled
Their minds are dead
Artificial exterior
Simulated behavior
Pretension
Presumption
Artificial exterior
Simulated behavior
Hallucination
Imagination
Pain overwhelms the deceived mortal
As he bites the poison inside the apple
The weak will never make the difference
Between the fancy and the essence