

Prompt / Lyrics
The sons of people They are nobody To be inclined Resourcefulness Freedom of expression Will he seek her in exile? Does he have the courage? For those words he did not say He may no longer have that impression To be wrong or right Refrain : Is this really an illusion? This illustration in your remorse Is this really an illusion? This protest for mutes Is this really an illusion? Your republic for all our woes Is this really an illusion? A raised fist for all those who died No longer having that feeling To be guilty for so many words To be in exile in one's courage To always be born without intentions Open your eyes, for his cursed They are there to punish arrogance. They are on the side of the guilty. Of all these words On the journeys of sulfates At the mercy of the winds Refrain : Is this really an illusion? This illustration in your remorse Is this really an illusion? This protest for the sordid Is this really an illusion? Your republic for all our woes Is this really an illusion? A raised fist for all those who died Buy me with your conscience Memories or my freedom Nobody's son He has no more choices What remains for him It's the code of silence. It's like a shadow behind a shadow Wearing his chains Until awakening Refrain : Is this really an illusion? This illustration in your remorse Is this really an illusion? This protest for mutes Is this really an illusion? Your republic for all our woes Is this really an illusion? A raised fist for all those who died The powerful have eyes for you. An illusion through illustration The truth about surveillance An illusion as the only answer Nobody's listening to his son anymore There's nobody left At the other end of the line Stop listening to what people tell you And instead, look for what they're hiding from you. SO Refrain : Is this really an illusion? This illustration in your remorse Is this really an illusion? This protest for sordinances Is this really an illusion? Your republic for all our woes Is this really an illusion? A raised fist for all those who died This fist bound until your death Open your eyes, change your fate x2 Solo guitar
Tags
Rock glam south California male singer emotion backing voice harmony vocals style Jeff Fontana riff guitar intro
4:54
No
2/27/2026