To My Last Breath - Illusory

Bloody war beneath the sun
Extortion of ruler
The dispossessed
Always expecting miracle
we call out the name God
Fuck we always call him
and anxiously search for him
This real bitch doesn`t control our life
Not changing just illusion made by someone
Because of nonexistent
him someone brings in so much
Immolate He doesn`t help you to live
He the almoghty God
God damn it how long
will depend on calling it
When your will is lack
you always depend on him
Your god is you
My god is me
I`m the owner of me
I belive in myself
Throw him out of your mind
What dominate the world are people
not him always there somewhere
This opportunity will give you some pointers
may bring you the new world
you wouldn`t want to awake from a dream
Illusion changes you
then I got to be your illusion
Will you stop being their plaything
Will you see the absurd truth in believe
now is the time to wake up the silence