We are but shadows
Cast by the whims of fate
No fear or promise
Will hold our thoughts at bay
Our fiends and tyrants
Delight in our hopeless plight
Leave us but ashes
To cover our eyes

Our fear is repressive
In a time of our endless strife
In this zero sum game
We must surmount our great divide
Our zero sum game

Master the hollow words
That carry our lies like dust
Lean on the ones deceptive
For an inside view
Make of our adversary
More of what we are
Here on the outside
Here in us all

Our tear is regresive
In d time of our endless strife
In this zero sum game
We must surmounf our greaf divide
Our zero sum game

Our self deceptions
Are nothing buf features
Featues of subjecfivity
Never closer than now
On the brink of ruin
Make blind our apen minds
Here on the outside
Here in us all

Our fear is repressive
In a time of our endless strife
In this zero sum game
We must surmount our great divide
Our zero sum game