The stories that you tell us as if they were real
Of broken mountains and fallen heroes
They are but lies, all of it.
That's how legends are born; lies after lies, till the facts are lost in the noise.
Of mistaken heroes and chanced rebels
Of shifting stereotypes and accidents we choose to call revolution
We have been growing comfortable everyday, bit by bit, in the skin of lies...
Of broken mountains and fallen heroes
They are but lies, all of it.
That's how legends are born; lies after lies, till the facts are lost in the noise.
Of mistaken heroes and chanced rebels
Of shifting stereotypes and accidents we choose to call revolution
We have been growing comfortable everyday, bit by bit, in the skin of lies...
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