Mortuary Walls

On the inside we have many
There is no hope, yet there's a disease
A part of us that needs to be loosened
'Cause it makes us weak, all of us
It makes us weak
The world of living a lie
Is full of lies
There's no light, the sick within us all
The disease is everywhere, in everyone
In this world I am a slave forever
In this world we are a slave
I hate how nothing's in control
It's a disease that spreads
A global plague called truth
The enemy
The enemy, the enemy
The enemy, the enemy
I hate how there's nothing in control
A global plague called truth
Called truth