It’s the balance of reality and fiction.
Between familiarity and stranger.
When demons speak the speak the tongues of saints,
And angels strangle with their halos.
Deception.
Appearance.
Reality.
Eagerness to believe.
I dare you to,
I dare you to
Trust what you see.
It’s the balance of expectations and anticipation.
Between push and shove.
When demons speak the tongues of saints,
And kiss you gently on the forehead.
Deception.
Appearance.
Reality.
Eagerness to believe.
I dare you to,
I dare you to
Trust what you see.
Am I what you think I am?
Are you what I think you are?
Am I what I think I am?
Deception.
Appearance.
Reality.
Eagerness to believe.
I dare you to,
I dare you to
Trust what you see.
