Sorrow bends into a dream of moral decay, where identity is lostnIn mistakes of mine, you are blindly through a search for all truthnnLed by a lie, nownOn a search for truth, led by a lie, nownnA money ??? and blurred, slowly walking through anNaked field resting eyes on branches bearing broken glassnReflection of a black frame on wheels driving into nothingnA closer look reveals a face with a ???nnTake a step insidenThe burning victim's tears are grabbing at your heelsnIntrigue and disguisenYou ask for tolerance but I see failurenTake a step insidenThe burning victim's tears are grabbing at your heelsnnThis ??? looks so familiarnThe light wraps around men??? ??? ??? ??? papernThe scent of tobacco, it puts my mind at easenAs I step back into the American DreamnnLed by a lie, nownLed by a lie, now