Veritas The sun keeps rising day after day We rely on the sight that sees in vain (Nothing is true) Through fake filters we observe a world A silent enigma waits to be unfold (Nothing is true) Between dimensions we drift We perceive a lie and assume it's real (Nothing it's true) Limited by our senses Awareness being hindered betrayed by our lense (Nothing is true) Veritas de terra pra est Veritas filia temporis vulgus resitatis pesimus interpres Living our own truth, building our own roots We will never know what's behind Veritas filia dei Veritas est adequatio rei et intellectus Veritas