learn your place, reaching the surface from where my rage boils inside
wide open for you to see, picture perfect my light still shines
my light still shines!


We search the skies, for the tale told true, the tale told by the ancient ones
we seek an answer carved in grace, we search the skies

how can we trust one when they all speak the truth
how can we trust just one
No forgiveness, no love, yet the purest are the most corrupt


We search the sky for the tale told true, the tale told by the ancient ones
harmony comes with a sacrifice


our condition cant grasp this
set in motion, mindsets conditioned by power

is this how you thought your picture perfect world would be