[Verse 1]
May fate have a side in your own battles
While the cackles will bare you a grace
A pace unsheathed by man
For we'll weave in and out, every truth has a shred of doubt
While you clean the floor with a truth as powerful as you can

[Pre-Chorus]
So it's better to be wrong while on the right side, every mistake must count

[Chorus]
Pick it up when it brings you down, the pieces align as you pacify your fears and lies
Leave it up to the masses, ‘cause you have a passage to solidify
Bring light back to your hollow cage, you cannot erase the past
Rectify what's yours, all over the battle‘s hordes
Come with me as we testify the modern eye