Through the glasses of reality

Isnt it strange how our perception doesn't always fit reality
how a car is freedom, while you get fined driving the wrong way
and freedom itself is but an illusion, doesnt really exist

i found these glasses that show me nothing but reality
you would be surprised to what i see
i see demons dressed as humans, laughing as they spread their hate
i see lies in green colours like pus dripping from the mouth

I see illusions accepted as truth and truth itself being poisoned
A world that thinks it can remake itself just by saying it is so
Where those who challenge, are wrapped in dirt

I see the fool in the gold , and beauty at its decay
The false preachers, their secrets laid bare

But i also see deeds of good ,
hidden, silent often unseen
Little things, that matter

All shown through these glasses,
but do i really want to see