it?s getting glorious!  so different perspectives, so different sight  such unreal illusions, so different eyes  so different preachings, so different preachers  such serious faith, such unreal lies  THE BREED BECOMING FABULOUS  THE LUMBER?S OUT OF TOWN  WE CELEBRATE TO DROWN  so different perspectives, so different preachings  so different faith, such unreal lies  so different perspectives,so different sight  such unreal illusions, so different eyes  the time?s not passing by  i wish the time?s not passing by  to stay here for another while  i wish the time?s not passing by  feels like a wreck, i?m lying to myself  feels no more wrath but it goes on