Verse 1
Your beliefs lie upon a fringe,
a fabric that until today was solid.
The materials of your mind unhinge,
now washed amid things you were forbidden.
Verse 2
Past and present are perfect and clear;
one moment was right — now the future is seared.
The water-pure clarity of life disappeared;
so, left now in grey waters, you’re drenched in fear.
Chorus
Sedition is seen as my most secure exit;
my code sees no bounds, yet I’ll never submit.
My actions are blurred, but I am at peace
with knowing that I will never have peace.
Verse 3
Your beliefs lie upon a fringe,
a fabric formed from a conscious lie.
The truth of deceit makes me cringe,
realizing that this result will bleed you dry.
Chorus
Bridge ×2
Death is a lie, and submission a lie;
life is a lie, and release is a lie.
I’m lost in a lie that itself is a lie —
to lay down and die to myself is a lie.
Chorus ×2