This brilliant mess bewilders the eyes
A scenescape littered with beauty and sties
It's a race to the oasis we can never seem to find
We never had the courage to let ourselves go blind
Undercover hate will raid
The soul within your barricade
And drag you out through the poisoned night
Where one receives their sight
Where one perceives the light
Where one receives their sight
Where one perceives the light
The shadows dance an altered prance
Across the hells conquered but fell
Into the trap doorway to wrap
The nonsense around
Nothing is profound
But yet we're still impressed
With this brilliant mess