Sleeping Pulse painted rust

Faith. The sanctity of faith
Only serves to alchemise passion into
White replicated life
A propensity to imitate all that plays the mark
A face of painted rust
A mask to gain our trust
A fake, a cover up
Lie, serenade, incite.
A falsity to aggregate all that comes too hard
Faked. Calculated bait
It all just serves to captivate, subjugate, control