You prefer not to see and not to hear from others.
You shut your eyes at disastered reality.
The world of consumer's dreams is your credo.
You rise just when you satisfy your rotten brains
Nothing else matters for you.
You smile to men, deep at heart you just spit on them.
Your blind kids ask to show them some light ahead.
Since you believe in a triumph, much more people turned away from you.
You're silent and wait for the time you go blind and ask somebody to take you by the hand.
Fake!