Fear is in the air
Carried on the breeze
A glowing ember

To a grove of trees

We fan the flames

And sing proud songs
Never asking
If we could be wrong


'Cause when we welcome lies
Just to win the fight

The truth becomes
Hard, hard to recognize


Crowds in the street
Don't know who to blame
They battle each other though

Their enemy's the same

Told what to think

We go along
With somebody's game
Where we're the pawns


'Cause when we welcome lies
Just to win the fight

The truth becomes
Hard, hard to recognize


'Cause when we welcome lies
Just to win the fight
The truth becomes

Hard, hard to recognize
We forget in time
How to open up our eyes