We are but shadows Cast by the whims of fate No fear or promise Will hold our thoughts at bay Our fiends and tyrants Delight in our hopeless plight Leave us but ashes To cover our eyes Our fear is repressive In a time of our endless strife In this zero sum game We must surmount our great divide Our zero sum game Master the hollow words That carry our lies like dust Lean on the ones deceptive For an inside view Make of our adversary More of what we are Here on the outside Here in us all Our tear is regresive In d time of our endless strife In this zero sum game We must surmounf our greaf divide Our zero sum game Our self deceptions Are nothing buf features Featues of subjecfivity Never closer than now On the brink of ruin Make blind our apen minds Here on the outside Here in us all Our fear is repressive In a time of our endless strife In this zero sum game We must surmount our great divide Our zero sum game