Lucid Fairytale

Napalm Death

Delude yourself with the notion

That life's viewed defiantly through your eye

Subconsciously following the flock

From which appearance is the only exemption



The stagnant illusion of change

Concealed behind your disguise



What's perspicious on the surface

Is artificial inside

When views are merely symbolic

Of an image you hide behind



The stagnant illusion of change

Concealed behind your disguise