Blind and ambiguous, all part of the game

I've feigned my ambivalence with a smile



All my hate beneath me forms a cage

All this time to form the man I became



The sun in my hand becomes my despair

For I still want the truth



Play the fool so ignorant in the shadow of disdain

Breeding your deception without eyes



All my hate beneath me forms a cage

All this time to form the man I became



The sun in my hand becomes my despair

For I still want the truth



Play the fool so ignorant, deception is the game

Bleeding hearts and soiled minds

Reflect the state of our being



All my hate beneath me forms a cage

All this time to form the man I became



The sun in my hand becomes my despair

The sun in my hand becomes my despair



Play the fool so ignorant, deception is the game

Bleeding hearts and soiled minds

Reflect the state of our being