Concerning the senses as major fault
Of existing in almost unreal world
Cannot find your place in a queue
Never know what`s false or what is true
Queue created by your own catastrophic ideas
That tell you - There are only lies
[chorus]
Nothing`s as it may seem
In reality filled with deja vu
[chorus 2]
Searching for the meaning of truth
Makes you unable to do anything more
Than speculating what`s real and what is not
What does your common sense suggest you
If there`s something optimistic in your pessimistic eyes
[Solo: Jacek]
[Solo: Czesiek]
Trying to find the realm you cannot see
Thoughts that are not what they should be
Fighting with fear that drills your mind
Creating disease - cure can`t be find
Forlorn form of sub consciousness itself
Reminds you - There is no truth
[repeat chorus]
There are only lies!