Fake from Thyself by A XOLOTH

When the thunder roared from heaven
Reminding me of the rain
I remembered that my wings were made from paper
And sticed by wax together.

Look up, look up
Catch the water on face
Go to the rainfall embrace
Wake up, wake up
Why are you so dumb?
Stop the flight of Icarian kind

That’s Fake
Pitiful fake
Stop to make
The attempt of Icairan’s flight
That’s Fake
Pitiful fake
Stop to make
The attempt of Icairan’s flight

That’s Fake
Pitiful fake
Just delusion in their heads
That’s Fake
Stop to make
The attempt of Icairan’s flight

Fake is fake,
There’s no fault of the rain
Say thanks that…
That you still are not dead
And the sun won't melt your wax that
holds your fake wings together

Look up, look up
Catch the water on face
Go to the rainfall embrace
Wake up, wake up
Why are you so dumb?
Stop the flight of Icarian kind

That’s Fake
Pitiful fake
Stop to make
The attempt of Icairan’s flight
That’s Fake
Pitiful fake
Stop to make
The attempt of Icairan’s flight

That’s Fake
Pitiful fake
Just delusion in their heads
That’s Fake
Stop to make
The attempt of Icairan’s flight

• Groove Metal
• Industrial Metal
• Metal
• Post-Harcore
• post-industrial
• Riga