Feed The Lie - Unter Null

You’re laying in a darkened room and hoping for the time to cease

Wishing that this wasn’t real discard your memories

You’re waiting for my company to fill your empty void and need

You fed the lie and I have fed the taste is poison sweet

Your friendly gesture’s full of lies

Your smile you wear I now despise

Your gruesome mask you wear with pride

You twist the truth before my eyes