Facade of Reality (The Embrace That Smothers - Part V)
Epica Sanguis meus tibi non iam perbibendus sit
Quisnam surget et deteget
People created religious inventions To give their lives a glimmer of hope And to ease their fear of dying And people created religious intentions Only to feel superior and to have a license to kill
Our desire to die is stronger Than all your desire for life There is no getting away from it now
People created religious inventions To give their lives a glimmer of hope And to ease their fear of dying And people created religious ascensions To subject the others and to enslave, just to further enrich themselves
"This mass terrorism is the new evil
It doesn't matter where we die It doesn't matter that you cry
"For those people who lost their lives on 11 September and those that mourn them; ow is the time for the strength to build
Let that be their memorial"*
Te grati coluimus, Odor atrox quo nons superfundis intolerabilis est
Deceive yourself by yielding to soft words that cause no pain Enrich yourself with different views
Who shall rise and unveil
Is there still room for new dents in old wrecks? A disgrace on the beyond that can never be undone Deceive yourself by yielding to soft words Enrich yourself by making up your own mind
Sanguis meus tibi non iam perbibendus sit
*Fragments from a speech by Tony Blair.