When I fell, I'd grown tired of treading water Folk changing like the weather Begrudging what was mine At the tolling bell, oh they huddled undercover Played us off against each other We took the bait and crossed the line In the midst of all our dreaming Catch a glimpse of where we're heading Walk away from past redeeming As we know that paths misleading Disdain sold me up the river Stole a part of me forever Made this compromise together I was trading trust for never ...yet little did I know At the turn of the day I didn't feel the last hour burning Saw no need for shallow yearning God you'll miss it when you're turned in So far away Over mountains of persuasion Paved a gateway for the vermin To the sycophant communion Came a heartless violation From pathetic opposition A deep and meaningless oppression Had to smother out those lies Six degrees of defamation Prolonged years of degradation Despite tears and reformation I was there to rectify Yet little do you know