The image of the world i live in Born into to fall into oblivion Is the huge arena of illusion & deceit Nothing's real Not a thing curtain call & the show starts, Commonness and self-leceration against the unceasing Lape of redemption - clowns The masters of disguise Are man's prototype my fear of the future increases This arena is crowded with clowns Curtain call & the show starts Just one tear releases a violent river.