Fields of disinformation From where we graze A wide range tunnel vision Displays lines of gray Where does the truth lie? Where you can't see Search within, make your own way And give it a name Flooding cells of corrosion Infiltrated blood stream Tangled fabric of assimilation Becomes our sustenance Where does the truth lie? Where you can't see Search within, make your own way And give it a name I told you to trust no one, Then why did you trust me?