Lyrics
We measure what is everything but real, to barely see beyond, through the chaos within
Those who trespass against us torn from the sheltering city of pain, we look until we see, we measure what is everything but real
The dreaming is a form, we look until we see
That separates it all, bend it to our will
Dreaming is a form, the science of noise
Dreaming is a form, the science of noise
descend upon
what our truth now will be now
Fill in the blanks, that separates it all, we measure what is everything but real
shape it in our image
through the chaos within
the dreaming is a form
bend it to our will
Descend upon, we look until we see, bend it to our will
One clear cut line, dreaming is a form
What our truth now will be now, shape it in our image
what our truth now will be now
and make sense of it all
The science of noise, shape it in our image, dreaming is a form
Descend upon, one clear cut line
And make sense of it all, the science of noise Dark, as crooked as they come
Bend it to our will, bend it to our will
We look until we see, we try to find
To barely see beyond, dreaming is a form
On a crooked scale, dreaming is a form, bend it to our will
We look until we see, and open the gates, we try to find
we measure what is everything but real
The science of noise, we measure what is everything but real
As crooked as they come, dreaming is a form
Shape it in our image, to barely see beyond, bend it to our will
the science of noise
One clear cut line, those who trespass against us torn from the sheltering city of pain
bend it to our will
Through the chaos within, fill in the blanks, the science of noise