From one form to another Make sense of chaos and disorder Proof borrowed masks the sorrow Truth in the sun as the source of order In the mirrors light reflected Bouncing off lies back into your eyes Parallel wish, Enuma Elish What’s wrong with questioning the bias? Diagonal, against the grain Where the gods could be our hearts and minds We are dying, we are falling But there is no reason why we can’t rise While we’re here
We make it up as we go along We all want something that lasts forever Anyone could have it wrong We all want something to last forever
No discord, diminished crown Heaven and hell are both right here Translation, speculation They started a fire with our fear Analyze, remove folklore What is left of the pretty story? Open mind, extract morals No reason to become the quarry Hard to fake a sinless state But keep a golden rule in your mind We’re dying, we are falling But there is no reason why we can’t rise While we’re here
The question’s carcass left out in the cold He leaves it lying there wide open and exposed