The Distorting Light کے بول

Turbulent images, what's false and what's real A world viewed through a filtered eye Conceal the truths we refuse to believe Cloud our vision, distorting it all The wicked and corrupt surround us Their perpetual horrors so blurred Creating the visions that mislead us Hiding the terror we're not meant to see War torn and ravaged Justify the death The dead will never challenge The means to our end Dark light so blinding The truth is never clear Our paradise of wonder Crumbles before our very eyes Feel its hot rays shine down upon us Its scorching radiance forms burning apparitions of fear A world turned on end Where devils become gods Born into the chaos We seek the divine Cast in its light, soothing and calm But what will we see when the light is gone