Anathema

A Fine Day to Exit - 2001

Leave No Trace

Born to the glare of senses
spoofed reality infused a new inherent
passive contentment
you are so easily amused

Here and now we are gone in a happy
a dream in the passage your time
chances are fading
world isn't waiting
the moment is passing you by

Questions lie beneath the surface
the fools are fooled once again
a benign concience
we stole our existence
and gladly cast it to the wind

Here and now we are gone in a happy
a dream in the passage your time
chances are fading
this world isn't waiting
the moment is passing you by