(hess)
do you find in the desert
that all the sand looks the same
i drink the optic illusion
but the thirst never fades
we´re not in the same shoes
with no one to blame
but the fools who surround me
i´ll always have someone to crucify
here out on the seas of dissension
i´m stalling the floods
this martyr for peace has surrendered
drowning in blood
behind the vale of delusion
hides the road i should take
damned to live contradiction
thirty years tempting fate