When curtain drops and all we see is just ugly act
Smiles comes up and eyes try to hide it‘s vain
Deceptive joy spreads it‘s curse and gathers filths to join this play
Play with just one actor and fancied fame
Filled with sadness that will show up later the next day
Slugs and maggots with human dnr
Crawls with different faces from frigid places
Their bodies smeared with pitch black dirt,
A shamefull color that represents their soul
Are we humans that can‘t cope with sharing talk
Hearing thoughts which were addressed to them
Where are those smiles when no one is looking
Where‘s that joy which was shown on stage yesterday.
Sutuoktiniu ar Hedonistu
Verslininku ar Komunistu
Atlikėju ar šou verslo šliužu.
Meilužiu ar nervingu moksliuku?
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