Call it our nature or call it what you will 

automatic, trapped in the undercurrent 

presumed an unstoppable force 

through the ages spilled onto pages 


shine on you non-believers 

you can call it colossal upheaval 

when we wake up from our induced slumber 

they can try but they can't conquer us all 


compelling evidence out in the open 

there's not even anybody to hide it from 

what it looks like on the outside constantly 

reflects how we perceive it 

and it's not always what you think 


shine on you non-believers 

you can call it colossal upheaval 

when we wake up from our induced slumber 

they can try but they can't conquer us all 


knee deep in the belly of the beast 

offering us another cut-rate version 

of your dream come true