The blue light spills like oceans

We smile and let it in

It cures us of our questions

Like hoods on peregrine



Knowledge locked in a tower

Barons will hold the key

But if knowledge is power

Know this is tyranny



All we're asking for is what's ours



You think they're selling you truth

Truth is, they're selling you out



The truth is they're selling you out



The black ink fuels our notions

That all the facts are in

It cures us of our questions

Like hoods on peregrine



Knowledge locked in a tower

Barons will hold the key

But if knowledge is power

Know this is tyranny



All we're asking for...

All we're asking for is what's ours



You think they're selling you truth

But they're just selling you

And if we keep buying in

The line between lies and truth

Will wear paper thin

Paper thin



You think they're selling you truth

The truth is they're selling you out