'Perfect by nature

Icons of self indulgence

Just what we all need'

There she stands. She glows like a silver spirit, every feature of her face looking so faultless, as if it couldn't possibly have been created by anything other than angels. Her golden hair was twisted into an elegant bun at the back of her head, with strands at the front loose framing her face, twisting into neat little ringlets. She is too perfect. Something about her seems to be fake - like beneath her charming smiles and politeness, an unseen force seems to be screaming.

It was the type of hidden distress that was easily overlooked or dismissed - it was nothing. A trick of the light, a moment of confusion and surely - she was the luckiest woman in the world? Surely she was happy. No, it was impossible she was unhappy. How can a happily engaged eighteen year old be unhappy? She was beautiful, and beauty has no troubles. After all, this world is perfect. There are no problems in this world.

There is no lie. Nothing hidden from the world. No secrets.

'More lies about a world that

Never was and never will be

Have you no shame don't you see me

You know you've got everybody fooled'

Can't anyone see me? Someone help me! Don't you see my pleading looks - or is my lie so powerful the only thing people see a glimpse of the truth behind it? I am not the perfect girl you think you know - no eighteen year old is this at ease, no life is completely without a fault. Can't you see that?

This world you claim you live in doesn't exist! No flawless, seamless, dream world exists… it's all a fantasy. The woman you see is a fantasy - I don't exist. The real me hides in a corner - almost nonexistent. I've got everybody fooled.

'Look here she comes now

Bow down and stare in wonder

Oh how we love you

No flaws when you're pretending'

There she stands. No longer that girl she was. She is much more beautiful than that - much more involved. She's the image of this new world: part of the world we are told could be if we fight for his cause. And, of course, we will fight - when we see how happy and glorious she is, of course we will fight. She's flawless, a goddess, and it's possible to live like her.

'But now I know she

Never was and never will be

You don't know how you've betrayed me

And somehow you've got everybody fooled

Without the mask where will you hide

Can't find yourself lost in your lie'

Don't you ever fall for it - I am fake, I am not real, I am an illusion. Please see that I'm trying to show you - I never was this, and I never will be. He betrayed me, he led me into this life and I fell for it. I was fooled - and you will be fooled, as everybody eventually is. Please turn away, please run away, please see the deceit and go. Or you surely will be fooled.

Soon this lie will crumble. You will see us all for who we really are, and we won't let you escape. You'll be trapped: you'll be in too deep, too late to get out.

It's too late for me - I am a lie now. Whoever I was, once upon a time, in some distant memory, I certainly am not anymore. Whatever is left of my life is lost in this lie - take my mask away and I will crumble, I will have nothing left.

'I know the truth now

I know who you are

And I don't love you anymore'

It's all a lie: she is a lie. She was a trick, her family's happy and prosperous image was all an illusion, fakery. She isn't who she says she is, her life is a lie and there's no such thing as truth and happiness in this place.

I have been tricked, deceived, mislead. I don't love her persona anymore.

'It never was and never will be

You don't know how you've betrayed me

And somehow you've got everybody fooled

It never was and never will be

You're not real and you can't save me

Somehow now you're everybody's fool'

I am a fool.