Letra de False History

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 (chorus): The way the world has turned To denial This unforgiving change Paralleled and forced on us Denial 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 We stand, divided and still Not moving with the pattern of the fools Content with sensory assurances Not looking forward to uncertainty