Mutatio

Crawling out of this space
I can't see our heaven anymore
Falling down on my face
I don't see this hell beneath the floor
I see purgatory in their place
And it's rotten to the core
Everyone has mud on their face
But they're all just keeping score
Mold your face
With the clay
That you hate
Plaster on the skin that you use to placate

Your own personality
In this world is this who you choose to be
You wear masks hide your identity
But that life was not for me
I cut the strings
I cut the strings

No more humanity you're draining each other at the source
Nothing but violence can be see among our planet's lore
I see murdering in peace's place
You're all rotten to the core
Everyone has blood on their face
But they're all just keeping score

Plead your case
You know they're all just keeping score
Plead your case
It's all just rotten to the core
Plead your case
Show them

Your own personality
In this world is this who you choose to be
You wear masks hide your identity
But that life was not for me
I cut the strings

Give in to their human condition
Pour gasoline on your own ambitions
It's an idea that they conditioned
Before you had anything envisioned
Your life is theirs for twisting
So why the hell wont you listen
To who it is you're missing
I mean yourself
The one you decided to shelf
To pretend to be someone else
I say just be yourself

Is it for superficial wealth
Does it purify your health
I can't even think of anything else
Prove it to yourself
Before proving it to anyone else

For just a second I saw a glimpse of what you could be
Please don't just show it to me
Show it for the world to see

Your true personality
In this world that's who you'd choose to be
No more masks reveal your identity
No this life is not for you and me

Your own personality
In this world is this who you choose to be
You wear masks hide your identity
But that life was not for me
I cut the strings

Now that I'm out of this hole
I can see others climbing from below