Текст песни Dan Swano - Creating Illusions
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You create a hell for the ones to buy your illusionYou design a spell that you cast upon the forsakenHortativeYou engender temptationRe-createInvent the latest sensationProcreateProduce the perfect delusionYour god is digitalYou erase the deviationsAdding beauty to the frailDreams contrived upon a drawing-table set the pace of the vainTrust the vagaries of fashionDo what an the others doTotal loss of independenceYou`ve always wishing you were someone elseYou behold your victims inaneOpinions cast asideAnd when they try to changeAnd try to find their native demeanorThey are frozen out. precluded from the coven from the mass of foolsThere`s a message and receivers who will see it as a ruleThere`s an image made to covetGlobal mass-manipulation completeHigh-technology will cover all the errors in the wayCan`t you see that you deflower and deform the generations to comeI will have to confessThe music you listen to nowIs pretty damn far from the truthIn league with machinesThat help me to play all of the harmonies born in my head