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No questions why we live a lie

Within the web of false belief

Are we just fools by our own rules

Upon a trail of cold deceit

What words define this state of mind

Where nothing can make total sense

A world insane, it feels no pain

Yet scared to meet it's bitter end

Extraction from reality

Turn to face insanity

Extraction from reality

My longest hour

Where am i now?

My longest hour

Head first into controlled fate

First to go, last to know

And pay the price for being late

Victim of a chase, one sided race

A fight with time, the war of minds

Am i the enemy within

My longest hour