Lifeline Lost - The Great Deceiver

Reflexes shot

The myth retired

Our lives confined

And unfulfilled

Between despondency and hope

Still onwards.

onwards

Ever onwards

Power, wealth, knowledge

My lifeline, my lifeline

My lifeline lost

As they herd us back

Into their cages for comfort

Of need, of quiet mediocrity

We are but a small part

In a picture so big

It s obscene

Power, wealth, knowledge

My lifeline, my lifeline

My lifeline lost

Call it wasteland

Call it hell

I call it home, I call it life

My illusion s gone, this is it

Nothing more, nothing less

Hit floor, one last time

No more, no more

Reflexes shot

The myth retired

Our lives confined

And unfulfilled

Between despondency and hope

Still onwards.

onwards

Ever onwards

Call it wasteland

Call it hell

I call it home, I call it life