Besedila:
Lost In Reality Forgotten

We forgot to face one simple fact We both belong to someone else As we slept the night away It's morning Sunlight shines across your sleeping face A new day Brings reality

Them ghetto classics, ghetto, ghetto classics Time for us to find just a little piece of mind Talkin' 'bout them ghetto classics, ghetto, ghetto classics We just black people gone and lost

The hypnotic, the hypnotic The hypnotic, the hypnotic Yo I knew this girl named Alana with mad persona She delt with reality never fed it to the drama

riding through the darkness Searching by the ruins Where the Arcadia Gates wait Old spirits call my name And show me the way of wizards Beyond of reality

A tale long forgotten, fallen into oblivion Man's reality and dreams was erased, On this great day of wrath Mortal man, no one can save you now Not even

vengeance will make me free... "So don't call me Martin Luther King in my face" His dream's no reality, fatality's the case You took away my dignity, I forgot

into the sea of vile madness As fast as it can, as fast as it wants Lost between life and death The only two realities of existence Mankind has made

have past, or how long this journey will last Tomorrow seems so far far away I am a madman on the run Yes, a lost forgotten son All I know's that I

one knows is what you fear Those thoughts you reject Only horror hidden in time conceals what has been lost Spitting into your own reflection, spewing hatred towards reality