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Presupposed, We find distorted meanings The past warped to fit The present's leaning Beyond the word The spaces we fear (Insularity) Will force us all (us all) To Hate What of integrity? Hands filled without a question And what of intelligence? They're running dry but you'll keep drinking Deception might be all We cling to With no free thought We must conform Serving another mind. I am here as a passenger. pushed on by the wills of another. to forget wishes of my own desire, to lose the dreams of my own design When you lie awake at dawn The terrors and nightmares Your anguish Brings you to your knees Presupposed Distorted meanings The past warped to fit The present's leaning Beyond the work The spaces we fear Insularity will force us all to hate Will force us all to hate