Laurence Overmire - Optical Illusions lyrics

We wrap mythologies around our brains Magicians' blindfolds To trick our eyes into a certain way of seeing. They shape and limit our trespa** upon this earth Hurtling us into conflicts of our own magnificent ill design. Our petty grievances languish in the bowels of succeeding generations Laying waste to the promise of an innocent child. Only the final blunt thrust of d**h's indifferent sword Cuts through the Gordian Knot of lies And stops our tinkering hearts From beating.