Truth today is like a shape-shifter Changin' the color, tha vibration, tha very matter It is relative tho those who make the orders As if it was imprisoned By their thoughts and recollections, it's hard to find A reason for not findin' Complacency is obviously equivalent to blindin' A mission on this earth was Given to philosophy Even with death as a threat a reach tha boundaries You never really cared But now it's time to know Tha way you lived and dared You're failing to see Illusion or reality was never a concern From TV to radio tha system was learned Fact of the matter is we're suffering from a disease That reality was always controlled by a system condemned to be free A spirit in a hearse, mutilated by a ghost of thoughts Never mind publication, communication From the nature of things I find new dimensions Smoke under the table I begin to see myself chained to tha wall I'm never looking with the angels I'm searching alone Shadows mere reflections of what's left in me The fire scorching as I dream Truth today is like a shape-shifter Changin' the color, tha vibration, tha very matter It is relative tho those who make the orders As if it was imprisoned by their thoughts and recollections It's hard to find/ a reason for not findin' Complacency is obviously equivalent to blindin' A mission on this earth was given to philosophy Even with death as a threat a reach tha boundaries Tha doctrines of the past (under the table) Tha greed of the upper hand (under the table) The silence of ambassadors (under the table) The proof that was murdered (under the table) The voice of the people (under the table) The value of sofia (under the table) The nightmare of loss (under the table) The nightmare of loss Smoke under the table