False, true to life
Belief system
What is left, cannot be salvaged

This dying faith in a dead god
What is left, a false history

The way the world has turned

To denial

This unforgiving change

Paralleled and forced on us

Denial

An ancient whisper
An ancient whisper

Sending chills through the ages

An idea like poison
An endless pain that yearns to forget

Reminder of our fragility

Ever persuaded and pushed into corners

Always looking for the reasons to settle

And land on assumption

The way the world has turned


To denial
This unforgiving change

Paralleled and forced on us
Denial
We stand, divided and still

Not moving with the pattern of the fools

Content with sensory assurances

Not looking forward to uncertainty
The way the world has turned

To denial

This unforgiving change

Paralleled and forced on us

Denial