Coptic Rain Perfect Lie
Bit by bit
I'm falling through pieces apart
in your life, your deceitful lies
but your heart is yearning to stop
This foolish game, a puppet play
it didn't go the way you wanted to play
possesed with it, no need to complete
Long ago
you changed your life into a dream
painted iron, to hide the inner shame
But you lost control over your needs
you lost your soul, pain cut deep!
