Vagaries of Perception - System Divide

Erratic actions, the means to an end

An abrupt chance to redefine

What we all expect

The more questions, the clearer the doubt

Though everything else seems clearer

Can you see the difference?

The attainable — the unreachable

Blurring the line, all decency denied

Hear the tongues of blackened silver

As your golden bonds start to break

I won’t let you be divided

I won’t let you be torn to shreds

A furtive twist nails the shackles to the ground

Confined to a corner we find ourselves crashing down

The more questions unanswered, the more we drown

Hear the tongues of blackened silver

As your golden bonds start to break

I won’t let you be divided

I won’t let you be torn to shreds

I won’t let you fall apart on me

I won’t let you be torn to shreds

See ahead in the distance

Just a bit of confusion

On the rear view mirror

As you stare to the back of your mind

Which is the illusion?

Hear the tongues of blackened silver

As your golden bonds start to break

I won’t let you be divided

I won’t let you be torn to shreds

I won’t let you fall apart on me

I won’t let you be torn to shreds

What will become of all of this?