False Projection — текст песни (Carrier Flux)

what crime is worth the signature - right
what lie is worth the sacrifice
of knowing you are true to yourself
of holding in a truce this our time in life

I stand before the shell of memory
To force remembrance through mortality
I trust the hand that holds no life
In death we find demands -
trust in death seems our one true right

In death we hold subjective memories
In life we make our name in forgery
What`s it worth to live in mocked reality?
What`s life if yours is form - indignity?