Fields of disinformation
From where we graze
A wide range tunnel vision
Displays lines of gray

Where does the truth lie?
Where you can't see
Search within, make your own way
And give it a name

Flooding cells of corrosion
Infiltrated blood stream
Tangled fabric of assimilation
Becomes our sustenance

Where does the truth lie?
Where you can't see
Search within, make your own way
And give it a name

I told you to trust no one
Then why did you trust me?