Lyrics
Cut up the planet for an illusion,
Home isn't far from where the resource is,
Fusing distant lands.
Sign of life is steadily ending,
Call out so desperate for a way.
The cries are readily sending,
They beg of night to release the day.
They're calling out for a better way.
Cut up the planet for an illusion.
Coldest nights sometimes give way to brighter skies of blue.
Moving onward carrying the life that's in plain view.
And we will carry with the thriving few.
Corrupt the planet for evolution.
Though what we see is not the fault of man.
Only leaps and strides.
Cut up the planet for an illusion,
Home isn't far from where the resource is.
Hoping for a better life.
Conjure a way to the heavens and suddenly.
We suddenly ask ourselves if this light is worth the lie.
Conjure a way to the heavens and suddenly.
We suddenly ask ourselves if this light is worth the lie.
Coldest nights sometimes give away to brightest skies of blue.
Moving onward carriying the life that's in plain view.
And we will carry with a thriving few.
Corrupt the planet for an illusion.
Though what we see is not the fault of man.
Isn't far from where the resource is.
Stripped of ground by the hands of those who have built.
A life surrounding causing quarantine.
Reach for skies.
Reach for a belief that this life equals something.
Conjure a way to the heavens and suddenly.
We suddenly ask ourselves if this light is worth the lie.
Conjure a way to the heavens and suddenly.
We suddenly ask ourselves if this light is worth the lie.
