leave no trace

• anathema a fine day to exit albumunden,
  
  leave no trace
  
  born to the glare of senses
  spoofed reality infused a new inherent
  passive contentment
  you are so easily amused
  
  here and now we are gone in a heartbeat
  a dream in the passage your time
  chances are fading
  world isn't waiting
  the moment is passing you by
  
  questions lie beneath the surface
  the fools are fooled once again
  a benign concience
  we stole our existence
  and gladly cast it to the wind
  
  here and now we are gone in a heartbeat
  a dream in the passage your time
  chances are fading
  this world isn't waiting
  the moment is passing you by